Doctor's Desire: The Billionaire Alpha's Demand for Me

During my lunch break, I sit in my office and stare at the certificate hanging on the wall. The elegant gold-framed certificate proudly displayed my achievements, showing that I had graduated at the top of my class with a Doctor of Medicine degree and completed advanced postgraduate specializations in surgery and internal medicine, accomplishments that few doctors could claim at such a young age.

Suddenly, my office door flies open, and a nurse runs in. I can hear her heartbeat rapidly pumping and notice the slight trickle of sweat on her forehead.

"Doctor Miles, you are needed in the emergency room."

"Right."

After graduating from university, I have been working with my professor at a private hospital. Loise Hospital was renowned as the best hospital in the country, known for its state-of-the-art facilities, world-class specialists, and groundbreaking medical research.

I quickly stand up and follow the nurse. Even though I am not the operating doctor during lunch, I am often called in due to my exceptional performance.

"What is the issue?"

"A man came in claiming to have excruciating abdominal pain. We tried to calm him down, but the doctor on call could not find a diagnosis." The nurse explains as we hurry down the corridor.

"Does the patient show any symptoms?"

"He threw up, but nothing else. We offered him some moderate paracetamol, but it did not help."

I nod as I hurriedly walk down the passage.

As I enter the emergency room, the strong scent of medication hits me. The emergency room is full of patients and nurses. I can hear the man groaning as I walk over.

"Hello, sir. I am Doctor Nadia Miles. Could you please tell me your name?"

My eyes quickly scan over his body. He is underweight, probably due to a loss of appetite, but his legs are swollen. His skin is also covered in faint scratch marks, and there are bags under his eyes indicating fatigue.

"Daniel Roberts."

He replies through his teeth, sending a nauseating smell from his mouth. I can hear his blood pumping through his veins, but the blood flow seems to slow down closer to his left kidney.

"Mr. Daniel, we need to take a blood sample."

He nods, and the nurse next to me quickly jumps into action.

"It's going to be alright."

As the needle pricked his skin, the smell of his blood filled the air. I could smell that his blood was not clean and was filled with toxins.

"We need to take this man to the operating room! His left kidney is failing."

I quickly gave the order, and the nurse obeyed without question. I helped push the man on a stretcher and prepared to perform surgery.

"Thank you."

He mumbled before going under anesthesia.

"Ready when you are, Doctor Miles."

"Right. The scalpel, please."

The surgery went perfectly, and the left kidney was removed. The blood samples returned, confirming kidney failure, just as I had diagnosed. Daniel's life was spared because of my quick actions.

"Nadia, I need to speak with you."

Professor Henry Maxwell, the CEO of Loise Hospital and my mentor, said as he walked into my office. My office was spacious yet organized, with shelves lined with medical journals, a polished wooden desk covered in patient files, and large windows overlooking the city skyline.

"Professor, how can I help you?"

"You took control of Daniel's surgery before awaiting the blood and test results. What if your assumption was wrong? You constantly bypass procedures."

"I did not assume. I knew exactly what the issue was and decided to proceed with the surgery."

"We both know that his life was on the line. The toxins in his blood were already starting to spread."

"I understand. Unlike other doctors in this hospital, you have abilities that allow you to be the best."

"Then you know I knew exactly what the issue was."

"Yes, but there are still procedures to follow. Humans will start to doubt your ability as a doctor if you continue to act like this. They don't know what you are."

"Well, it's not like we can come out and tell them that we're werewolves."

"I need you to start behaving like a human doctor."

"Even when there is a life on the line?"

"Yes."

I shook my head and crossed my arms over my chest.

"How can you ask that of me? My job is to help people. Now you expect me to sit back and wait when I could save someone's life."

"I'm sorry, Nadia, but I have to put you on a probationary period. You can no longer take control of surgery or make diagnoses."

"Am I being fired?"

"I don't know. A disciplinary hearing will have to occur, and the board will decide your fate. For now, you are only allowed to assist other doctors."

"Sir..."

"Is that clear, Doctor?"

I sighed and nodded. My career was on the line here... I couldn't take the risk of being banned from medical practice for life.

"One last thing. I need you to perform a private home visit to treat the billionaire president, Adam Flemin."

"Sir, surely I am needed here instead of doing a home visit. Send a new doctor..."

"He is a werewolf."

"Oh."

I frowned and realized I was the only one for the job.

"I will leave straight away."