Lake Nona Obgyn Novels & Stories

"Have you checked your baby? I have the best obstetrician in town. I can introduce her to you,” “As you should. I should have gotten the best perks since I have Landergee's flesh and blood!" The woman revealed her attitude that she didn’t like Lavina. "Of course. You have to get all these luxurious facilities.” Lavina agreed. "It just so happens that today I will see my obstetrician you have to come, we can check together." This time Lavina lied. She didn't have an appointment with her gynecologist. But she wasn't completely lying, Lavina literally would take this woman to her gynecologist.

I feel her tighten around my fingers as her hands tangle in my hair. “Better?” I ask as her as she catches her Breath. “Much thank you,” she whines as I wrap her in my arms. “Someone called for a doctor?” Dr. Swanson is the leading werewolf OBGYN in the country. Naturally is stationed at the largest pack serving me and my Lady Luna. “Heat after two babies?” “I don’t know it feels like it,” Kelly tells her. “It’s rare but it’s possible. It’s not Luna’s heat cycle, it’s her Lycan,” Dr. Swanson gives Kelly and injection.

Tanong nito. "Yeah, okay na kami. And speaking of, do you know someone who can check my wife right now." Tanong niya. "What do you mean?" Aniya nang doktor na ipinagtataka nito. "Well, we over do last night so—," Nag aalangan niyang wika rito. Natatawa namang sinagot naman siya nito. "Okay i got it. I'll bring my girlfriend natasha, she's an OB-GYNE. We'll be there an hour. Makakatiis pa ba?" Anito kay Maynard.

Lake turned toward me, her eyes sharp even in her frailness. "What's going on?" I asked, feeling like I'd walked into a very weird job interview. "Emotional agitation during a panic attack and a loss of cognitive control," the nurse said, adjusting a monitor. "The last time she fell, it was because of something like this." Excuse me? HIPAA? Ever heard of it? Tom nodded politely. "The reason we're letting you know is because Mrs. Lake would like to thank you—and invite you to become her personal assistant."

Naomi “You can sit up now.” I pushed myself into a sitting position, tugging the dress back over my knees as the OB stripped off her gloves and threw them in the trash. I was in an exam room somewhere in downtown LA, having been ushered through a private side entrance into an expensive office building. Dr. Kipley was her name, and her warm smile had immediately put me at ease. The man in the corner, however, still had me tied up in knots.

Amara's POV February thirteenth. Four days after Noah's birthday. The appointment was at ten AM. Dr. Kleenex's colleague. Dr. Sarah Owens. Obstetrics. The Hope Foundation building. Two floors up from Dr. Kleenex. We had told no one we were going. Not Marisol. Not Martha. Not Victor or Hargrove. Not Mrs. Petrakis. Just us. The specific privacy of a thing still in its early stage. Still becoming.

She left before I could ask anything else. Ronan guided me down another corridor, slower this time, careful, the way one walks with someone carrying fragile glass. “Ronan,” I said, stopping abruptly, the fear choking me. “Tell me what she meant. What is wrong with the baby?” “I have no clue myself, Alara. Let’s see what the doctor says.” he said gently, steering me forward. “Her name is Dr. Ella Vane. She specializes in complex wolf pregnancies. You’ll be in safe hands.”

"You told me you'd definitely get it!" "W-Well, we were too late," Gina murmured awkwardly. "And Frank used it…" "You wretches! You lied to me!" Jade snapped, feeling tricked right then. Hali King, the chief of Riverton City Hospital, frowned just then. "Mrs. Lane, it's not like there's a shortage of talented men here in Northstream. And I've personally witnessed Frank's skill in medicine—he really is special, and he just might be able to help your daughter."

“Um…but sending in new doctors without training–” “--is counterintuitive,” I said, tossing a paper at him. “Scan from that list. Those are verified OB-GYNs who have pacts with wolves and are unbiased. Contact them and see who would be willing to sign a three to five-year contract with us.” “The money…we will need to ask Alpha for approval.” Hilda and I looked at the man in unison, wondering if he had left his brain at home with the buttons of his suit. “You want to ask Alpha for approval to get care for our pregnant women? While Luna is present?”