<h4>Chapter 167: Another Prenatal Check-Up</h4>


    [Edward’s P.O.V.]


    Despite Rose’s nightmare earlier in the night, we managed to sleep well for the rest of it. When I woke up in the morning, she was still in my arms. Her face was flushed pink as her long and curly eyshes fell like a curtain over her eyes. I couldn’t help but kiss her slightly pouted cherry lips.


    Her new look was beautiful, but I still preferred her original look. Still, regardless of her appearance, I loved her unconditionally.


    By the time we had gotten out of bed, Susanna had already prepared breakfast for us. After we ate, she gave me the address of the hospital. I thanked her and drove my mate to her check-up.


    I held Rose’s hand in one of mine as my other hand was on the steering wheel. I nced at her from time to time. I still couldn’t get used to her new look. But I had to at least get used to calling her Mona in public, not Rose.


    “Babe, do you know the sex of our baby yet?” asked I as I drove.


    “I didn’t ask Dr. Bason to tell me. Oh, that’s my obstetrics and gynecology doctor. I wanted to keep it as a surprise. No matter if it’s a boy or a girl, you’ll still love our child, right, Alpha?”


    “There’s no doubt about it. I can’t wait to be a father.”


    “Thank you foring back for me, Babe.”


    “What are you talking about? You are the only love of my life and the only Luna of my pack. Did you really think I will let you stay in this Southeast Asian country for the rest of your life and let your skin tan while our child keeps on running around barefoot on the beach?”


    “Hmm... that doesn’t sound like a bad idea, actually.” She giggled and the freckles on her cheeks looked like they were dancing. Even though she looked like a different woman, I didn’t feel strange about or distant from her at all. It must be because our bond was strong. I admitted that I was physically attracted to her, but I loved her soul and her entire person even more.


    When we both entered the delivery room, I told the middle-aged woman, Dr. Bason, that I was the father of the child before thanking her for taking care of my wife and child.


    “Mona! This is the first time I’ve seen your husband!”


    To be honest, I was a little ashamed when I heard that, but then she said something that made meugh and cry.


    “I know why you haven’te here. Seriously, are you a movie star? Are you hiding Mona in Phuket for the time being? While you settle the gossip and media back in your original country? Oh, I don’t mean to offend your family but this is the first time I’ve seen such a handsome man like you. I can already tell how stunning your children will look in the future.”


    I’ve been through this before, even before I met Rose – middle-aged women osting me while I dined with other ranked members at a downtown restaurant. Some would even try to introduce me to their daughters.


    I looked at Rose for help but she just snickered. She was recovering much faster than she usually would consideringst night’s nightmare, and I had a feeling that it was because she was now a mother. Her maternal sense of responsibility and love had made my mate stronger and more rational.


    Although the middle-aged she-wolf spoke like a machine gun as she made small talk, she transformed into a serious and careful person once we were in the examination.


    “Are you sure you don’t need to know the sex of the child in advance?” asked Dr. Bason.


    “Yes, we are sure.” I did not hesitate to respond.


    “Alright, then. But I have to say, your child is growing too quickly. I have never seen a wolf that grows so fast in the mother’s body. The good news is that the foreign body at the end of its spine seems to be growing along with the child. It looks almost like a tailbone but it’s different. So, it’s safe to say that there is no need for any surgeries to be done on either mother or child for the time being, at least if it doesn’t affect the child’s motor nerves or anything else.”


    “Thank you for your feedback, Dr. Bason. So my wife still needs to be induced early, right?” asked I.


    “Yes, based on the current growth rate of the fetus and Mona’s body condition, I highly rmend that we inducebor early for her.”


    “Will this be harmful to my mate’s health? Will she encounter any possible dangers during the procedure? What about the child? I don’t think the pregnancy has reached full term yet.


    “Oh, what a thoughtful and well-informed husband you are. But you have nothing to worry about. Since your child is growing much faster than any other werewolf, the pregnancy has essentially reached full term. In terms of Mona’s safety, the only thing I can tell you is that we will only be able to find the best time to inducebor in the moment. Unfortunately, I am sorry to inform you that our facility does not have the right werewolf surgeon on-site. I usually engage a good friend of mine who is an excellent gynecologist and a werewolf. But his schedule has already been filled up for the next two weeks, which is when Mona should be induced forbor.


    “Two weeks? I thought that there was at least a month left!” My mate was not ready for this piece of news.


    “I will try my best to coordinate things. But if I can’t, Mona might need a doctor from Bangkok. I know tworge hospitals there that have werewolf doctors with rted specialties.”


    “Thank you, Dr. Bason. Please tell your werewolf doctor friends that payment is not a problem at all. We are happy to cover their ne ticket and amodation as well. We will cover everything. The only thing I ask for in return is that the person must be highly skilled. I am not risking my mate’s and child’s lives.”


    Then, I thought of someone, a person who was very skilled and was also someone we could trust. I needed to find this someone as soon as possible. That was now my top priority.