Possessed Wolfless: From Rejected to Vengeful Lycans' Queen

Lethia gasped for a moment. She wasn’t completely clueless about pheromone bonding—her previous OB-GYN had mentioned it once, especially nearing labor, meant to ease the delivery and deepen the emotional bond between the parents and the pup.

"I know that, but why does it have to be this soon? And why did it make me faint so easily? My previous doctor never said anything about wolfless fainting from pregnancy."

Doctor Rue furrowed her brows. "Because your baby’s carrying an enormous amount of energy that’s heating up your body. Look at this chart." She showed her the graph on her tablet.

"This spike here indicates your baby has an anomaly, a massive energy build-up that needs to be released. That release will affect your heat cycles, spike your pheromones, and trigger a strong sexual urge."

"It’s a rare case, one in a thousand. But our hospital successfully developed a medicine that suppresses the energy chemically, to help mothers who can’t—or won’t—go the natural way."

Doctor Rue leaned back in her chair, holding her tablet again. "And about your previous doctor, maybe the anomaly hadn’t shown up in the early weeks, or, judging by her credentials, she didn’t seem experienced enough to detect this kind of rare case."

Lethia raised a brow and stared at Doctor Rue. "You know her?"

"No. But I can access your previous medical records now that I’m your attending doctor."

"Ah..." Lethia sighed in disappointment. If Doctor Rue had known her former OB-GYN, she would’ve asked whether that woman could still sleep at night after pulling a damn sperm donor swap on her.

Lethia still shuddered at the thought, how the hell could a doctor commit malpractice like that, all for money?

Then again, someone had literally tried to kill her for God knows what reason.