Rejecting The Alpha Twins - Chapter 100: Chapter 100

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Regan POV
The last thing I remembered was being mad at both of my mates for doing something so stupid as fighting each other, or for Xander believing that rejecting me was the best choice for everyone. Then everything went dark. When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed and both of my mates were hovering protectively over me, their expressions apologetic and filled with remorse as one stood on each side of the bed, holding my hand. I looked between the both of them and wrinkled my brow, wondering how long I had been unconscious for. It didn’t feel as though it had been that long, but I saw needle marks on my arm and surmised that blood had already been taken from me for tests. I didn't mind, although part of me thought that it wasn't exactly necessary. There were patients here that were actually sick and needing attention. By comparison, my faint was hardly anything to be worried about.
“How are you feeling?” Xavier breaks my concentration and forces me to look up at him.
I exhaled, both twins glancing at each other, regret on their faces. I feel slightly nauseous but that’s about it so maybe it was all due to the stress they had put me through, or I was coming down with something I thought a bit nonchalantly. Either way, I wasn’t worried. I was perfectly fine.
“I feel slightly ill” I admitted “but with the stress…” I trailed off as they squeezed my hand tighter, both trying to speak at once and talking over one another, determined to apologize.
“I’m sorry for putting you through that.”
“It will never happen again; Regan you have my word.”
“I should never have considered the option of rejecting you.”
“We’re both idiots and you should have yelled at us even more.”
Xavier made me laugh out loud at the last comment. Both twins relaxed their postures slightly, grinning at me, glad to see that I still had a sense of humor. I grinned, leaning back against the pillows of the bed, feeling relaxed and at ease. I felt like asking to go home but instinctively knew that the twins would insist on remaining until the results of the blood test were back at least. They were overprotective of me. Sometimes it was a little overwhelming but if I were in their position and one of them was hurt, I felt as though I might react the same way.
“At least you’re still laughing” Xavier reached over and put a loose tendril of hair behind my ear, his expression thoughtful. “So hopefully whatever this is, isn’t something too serious" he added with a glint in his eyes.
“It’s probably nothing,” I said dismissively, glancing towards the doorway and wondering when we might see the doctor or nurse, hoping it would be soon so that I could get out of here. “You probably could have just taken me back to the pack house to rest in my bed. I feel bad that we might be wasting some poor doctor’s time” I added, even as both my mates narrowed their eyes and looked at me with condemnation.
It was the wrong thing to say to both of them. They immediately rushed to inform me how they felt about such a comment.
“Regan it’s better to be safe than sorry” Xavier growled, “what if it is something dangerous? Or a virus or something?” he added, shaking his head at me and admonishing me.
“We care about your health. You’re our mate Regan, of course, we brought you straight here” Xander added looking indignant. “Have you forgotten that you are the Luna or future Luna of this pack? We were hardly going to take chances with your health.”
But I felt ridiculous having this much attention bestowed on me for what was probably going to end up being nothing. It was a waste of valuable resources. Neither Xander nor Xavier saw it like that though. They saw it as their duty to ensure that my health was taken care of.
“Still, I’m keeping you from your duties” I protested weakly “I’m sure you have better things to do.”
We all had better things to do. We were busy enough as it was.
“Nothing is more important than making sure that our mate is okay” Xavier cut in as Xander nodded in agreement. “Everything else can wait. You are our priority.”
I blushed and bowed my head, playing idly with the bedsheet. The twins had a habit of making me feel embarrassed with so much attention but part of me wasn’t going to lie. I enjoyed the way they adored and cherished me. What woman wouldn’t? I saw Xavier and Xander glance impatiently towards the doorway, a frown on both of their faces.
They were beginning to grow as impatient as I was. I felt a little smug about that.
“What is taking the doctor so long” muttered Xander irritably. “Maybe we should go out and find them” he added in a low growl to Xavier who looked as though he was on the verge of storming out of the room and finding some poor innocent doctor if they didn’t come quick enough.
Had these boys ever had to wait for anything in their lives? I doubted it.
“They are probably seeing other patients,” I said patiently as they raised their brows “They’ll come when they can.”
“You’re the most important patient” Xander snapped, drawing his shoulders back and looking towards the doorway again with a ferocious scowl on his face.
Oh boy. I was starting to feel sorry for whoever was my doctor. It wouldn’t be easy dealing with two peeved-off Alpha twins. Especially when they were this impatient. I tried not to smile with amusement. Clearly, they were not used to waiting when it came down to anything. They had such a privileged upbringing in comparison to mine. They would have to learn to be patient I thought fondly, knowing I would be able to bestow that in them.
Just when I saw Xavier’s eyes begin to darken with anger, a man in a white doctor’s coat finally came sailing in, a jovial expression on his face that never faltered, even when he took in the scowls on the Alpha twin’s faces.
He was either a brave man or very stupid. I was hoping he was the former. Otherwise, the alpha twins were going to walk all over him.
“Ah you’re awake,” the doctor said cheerfully, beginning to check my vitals as the twins reluctantly stepped back, his movements quick and efficient.
“I am,” I said tiredly.
I just wanted to go back to the pack house. As soon as he discharged me, I was out of here.
He nodded, grabbing his clipboard from the bed where he had put it down to check my vitals, and began to scribble in it. The twins glowered at him. The doctor pretended not to see.
“Miss Lourdes” the doctor’s voice was respectful “before you fainted were you experiencing anything that might have contributed to it? Such as stress, forgetting to eat, being dehydrated?” he pressed.
The twins hung their heads in shame. “She was breaking up a fight between us two” Xavier mumbled, sounding ashamed, “so she was under a bit of stress.”
The doctor nodded, putting that into his notes. The twins avoided looking at me. I tried not to giggle at the woebegone expressions they now had. No doubt they were blaming themselves for this. It was highly amusing, and they deserved everything that was happening right now. I had no doubts they would never pull such a stunt again.
“Have you been feeling strange lately?” the doctor continued to ask, peering at me closely “Nauseas for no reason? Perhaps more tired than usual? Either more of an appetite than usual or less of one?” he asked, causing me to frown.
Now that he mentioned it, the nausea seemed to come and go, but I hadn’t been paying close attention to it because of everything that was happening. As for the appetite…
“Sometimes the smell of a certain food can make me feel a little sick” I admitted, making the twins look surprised “I just figured that the food might have been off or something.”
The doctor continued to look unsurprised. “What about your breasts?” he began to ask, while the twins let out low growls of warning. “Are they sore? Tender?”
I flushed. “They’ve been a little sore lately, but then they always are during particular times of the month.”
It wasn’t a big deal. It was something you grew used to. The doctor nodded again and adjusted his spectacles. “Considering the symptoms you are exhibiting and the results of the blood test that just came back, I am not surprised,” he said kindly.
“What’s wrong with her?” both twins shot out simultaneously.
I braced myself, looking fearfully at the doctor but he was smiling…

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