All Chapters of The Heir's Child: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

At the doctor's appointment, I am shocked to find out that we are doing another ultrasound today.I stare at the nurse for a moment after she tells me."Another ultrasound?""Yes. The doctor requested one for today."I glance at Raven.She looks just as surprised as I am."Did she tell you that last time?" Raven asks."No.""Maybe she forgot.""Maybe."I try to shrug it off, but excitement immediately starts bubbling through me.Another chance to see my daughter.Even if it is only on a monitor, I will take every opportunity I can get.The nurse finishes most of my checkup before taking me into the private room where all of my ultrasounds have been done. According to the doctor, all of my appointments will take place in this room from now on.It is one of the precautions she takes to keep humans from accidentally stumbling into something they shouldn't see.Normally, I appreciate it.Today, though, something about being shut away in this room makes me feel strangely uneasy.I can't ex

It is hard to shake the idea of Lyall looking for me all day.Even the normal lunch rush is unable to completely distract me from what I learned at the doctor's office.Runaway lover and baby.The words keep circling through my mind.I know there is no proof that the doctor was talking about Lyall. There are probably plenty of supernatural men out there searching for missing mates and children.But I know Lyall.If he knew I was pregnant, he would never stop looking.And now I have no idea how much he knows.I am so lost in my thoughts that I barely notice Mark walking toward me until he stops beside my table."Rowan, are you okay?" he asks carefully. "You seem...distracted."I blink a few times before looking up at him."Sorry. I just left the doctor before we came in."It has become easier to tell small truths than to create elaborate lies.If I admit that I went to the doctor, then I have a perfectly reasonable explanation for being distracted. I do not have to worry about accident

"We did not get the chance to talk about what the doctor said. Any thoughts?" Raven asks me.I knew that this would eventually come up between the two of us. Honestly, I am a little surprised that she waited this long to ask. She probably knew that bringing it up at work would only give me something else to obsess over when I was already distracted enough."Well, I do not know for sure, but I can only assume that it was Lyall calling. Then again, this type of thing might happen often, so maybe it is just my guilty conscience making me think that it was him." I admit."Still, it is a little worrying that he called this far away. He did not know that you were pregnant before you left, did he?"I stare down at the table.This is one of those thoughts that crossed my mind while I was sitting in front of the doctor. I was too afraid to say it out loud then, especially with the doctor sitting right there.But there is no way that Lyall knew.If he had known I was pregnant before I left, he

Meanwhile... Back At the PackLyall's POVI hang up the phone after my last conversation with the doctor, but I cannot shake the feeling that something was wrong.Not with her words.With everything she didn't say.There had been pauses in the conversation. Questions that she should have answered but didn't. Little moments where I could almost hear her choosing her words carefully.And somehow, that scares me more than if she had simply told me she had no idea where Rowan was.I walk over to the list covering the wall of our war room and stare at it.Names.Locations.Doctors.Possible sightings.Every lead we have managed to find over the past few months.Most of them have led nowhere.Until now.I take the marker from the table and write the doctor's name at the very top of the list.Then, underneath it, I write the location.For the first time in months, I stare at that list and feel something dangerously close to hope."Did she say something?" River asks as she walks over beside m

The last couple of weeks have passed much faster than I expected.I thought these final weeks of pregnancy would drag on forever. I have been so anxious to meet my little one that I assumed every single day would feel like a week.Instead, time seems to have decided to run away from me.One minute I was finding out I was having a little girl.Then I was buying furniture.Then I was decorating the nursery.And now I am standing in the middle of that nursery, staring at a hospital bag that I have apparently packed approximately seventeen times.I have packed it.Unpacked it.Repacked it.Then completely emptied it because I convinced myself that I had forgotten something.I spoke to the doctor about what I should bring. I researched what humans recommend. I even asked around at work.Apparently, one of the most important things I can bring to the hospital is my own toilet paper because the hospital's is terrible.I am beginning to think humans have very strange priorities.Raven, natura