Finally, after what felt like an eternity of waiting, the doctors returned to the room after all the tests.
"The results are difficult to come to a proper conclusion," the head doctor warned grimly. "Luna Tiberias's womb was barely nicked, so we can't conclude if this would affect her fertility, but if she were to become pregnant, there could be complications."
Her eyes grew shifty, avoiding the narrowed glare of Alpha Tiberias and the worried expression of the young woman in the hospital bed. "For now, until Luna Tiberias has completely recovered, intercourse in general should be avoided."
Roselia let out a soft laugh. Every pair of eyes snapped to her and her smile slowly fell. As if Cruden even touched her. Cruden's stare pierced a hole straight through her, as if daring her to continue her little antics.
"Thank you, Doctor," Kallum excused, offering a curt nod.
"When can I leave the hospital?" Roselia asked.
"Well—"
