Chapter 120. If It’s Wrong, It’s Wrong

Johnston’s POV

The fake celebration in the Alpha’s office almost made me forget that I had another important mission to complete. I managed to leave unnoticed while the party was still going on, Marelva continued chatting with the Elders, like a good hostess.

When I pushed open the doors of the hospital, the familiar smell of ammonia and blood hit me. I had to hold back not to puke, so I quickly walked to the information desk.

“Morning, is the pack doctor available? I need to speak to him urgently," I let the lady at the counter know. “And before you ask, no, I don't have an appointment. Can you tell him I'm waiting here for him?" The nurse looked at me reproachfully under her reading glasses but had no choice but to carry out my request.

When she returned, Dr. Brandon was with her.

“Beta Johnston, to what do I owe your visit? As far as I know, your mate hasn't registered for the pregnancy check yet. When are you going to fix that?" He