#Chapter 455: A Bun in the Oven

Olivia I traced random patterns across my rounded belly as I waited in the clinic room, hoping to soothe my restless heart as it pounded in my chest. I knew I shouldn’t be so anxious for a routine prenatal checkup, but I couldn’t help it. “Nathan should be here,” I muttered to myself as I stared absentmindedly at a poster depicting a womb and ovaries, with little labels on each part. I let out a soft sigh as my words were met with no response, because I was, of course, alone—aside from my wolf, who merely rumbled in agreement in the back of my mind. Today, Nathan was at his first Alpha association meeting. I had been a little sad when I found out that he wouldn’t be here to hear our baby’s heartbeat for the first time, but it wasn’t as if we had much of a choice. The doctor was fully booked this time of year, and there was absolutely no passing up his first meeting. Plus, after all of the hard work we had all put into getting him on that association to begin with, there