Amy was in the black sedan chair, and the driver did not say a word. The driver did not say a word. The coldness of his expression struck Amy with some alarm. The driver simply told Amy that his master had arranged for him to take Amy to the hospital, but he said nothing else.
Amy felt an unaccountable uneasiness in her heart. She did not know why she had come to the hospital, and she did not understand her master's intentions. Amy was but a slave on this estate. She wondered if she had any right to know her master's plans and arrangements.
Amy gazed quietly ahead, trying to find a glimmer of hope. The silence of the driver, however, made Amy feel helpless and confused.
When the car finally arrived at the hospital, Amy saw a man in a white jacket and a young female nurse standing at the curb. They seemed to be waiting for Amy.
The man had silver-grey hair and brown eyes, and he wore a beard around his chin. He had a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of intelligence. The woman who followed him had fair skin and a dimple in the left corner of her mouth. She was a very sweet woman.
"Good morning, Amy." The man said kindly, "I'm Dr. Mike, and this is my assistant Jeanne."
"Hello Amy." Jeanne said to Amy with a smile on her face, "We need to examine you today. Please come with me."
"OK." stammered Amy as she greeted them.
Jeanne then takes Amy to an examination room on the second floor of the hospital. She told Amy to change into a blue dress and lie down on a bed.
Dr. Mike then enters the exam room, and Amy watches as he turns on the equipment next to her.
Jeanne, wearing white plastic gloves on both hands, said to Amy, "Don't be nervous, it's just a routine checkup!"
So Amy lies on her back and allows them to examine her as Nurse Jeanne attaches magnets attached to one of the instruments to Amy's head and arms. The red light on the device flashed brightly and ticked.
"How old are you?" Dr. Mike asks.
"I'm 19."Amy replied softly.
"Have you ever mated?"
"No."
It was the first time Amy had ever been asked such a personal question, and while Amy was embarrassed, she knew that it was the doctor's job and Amy had to cooperate.
"I'm going to insert this device into you right now, don't worry it won't cause you any harm. Please stay relaxed, okay?"
Jeanne held a white plastic stick like an object in her hand, "Spread your legs." She said.
Amy obeyed Jeanne's instructions and slowly opened her legs. Shame overwhelmed her as the cold, hard object stirred in Amy's pussy.
"How long has it been since your last period?" Dr. Mike asked, staring at the instrument screen, his eyes seeming to search for something on the image.
"I don't remember." Amy had long since lost track of time during her incarceration.
"Can you detect egg development?" Jeanne asked, as she continued to explore Amy's interior with the instrument in her hand.
"No." Dr. Mike said, "Maybe we should wait until she's finished her period to run another test."
"Two weeks after your period is ovulation and the best time for fertilization." Jeanne spoke of removing the instrument from Amy's body.
Amy heard the word conception. Why were they talking about her conception? Was it not a routine physical? What has this got to do with conception?
"Maybe your period is delayed because of your chronic lack of nutrition." Dr. Mike said, "But don't worry, when your body gets back to normal. The period will be normal. You are better off eating more nutritious foods, and your weight is way below the normal mark. Jeanne will give you a nutrient injection."
Amy nodded in some confusion. Jeanne then inserted the needle into the skin of Amy's hand, and Amy watched as the clear liquid from the syringe slowly trickled into her veins, reminding her of being injected with drugs in prison.
Amy was horrified.
According to the rules, slaves had to be injected with drugs every month. It is this injection that causes Amy to lose her wolf powers.
"The physical exam is over.." Dr. Mike said, "We'll see you next time. Also, Jeanne will come by from time to time to take your blood pressure and follow up on your health."
Amy had never heard of a nurse making a personal visit to a slave to check on her health, so why should they care so much about her health?
"Remember to eat nutritious food." Jeanne admonished Amy.
"Thanks." Amy said in a sort of trance.
As Jeanne walks Amy downstairs, Amy repeatedly wants to ask Jeanne why Dr. Mike is talking about conception. But every time the words came out of her mouth, Amy swallowed them. An inexplicable sense of shame made it difficult for Amy to talk about it.
On the way back, the driver remained silent, and Amy, in the back seat, began to think, her thoughts becoming confused by the slight jolts of the car.
Why did Alpha Kevin pay so much for Amy at the auction, when Amy had never even seen his face until now? Did he have something in mind for Amy?
At this moment the vague figure of Alpha Kevin came back to Amy, and the more she thought of it the more uneasy she felt.
Amy's stomach ached like a cramp whenever she was in a state of intense nervousness. Amy could not help but want to throw up as the car slid down a steep hill. But Amy still resisted when she saw the driver's disgusted look in the rearview mirror.
At last they returned to the Hall. The driver lets Amy out and leaves. So Amy went into the manor house alone. As Amy made her way down the path to the utility room, a figure appeared from the bushes near by. He blocked Amy's path with his body.
"Look ,who's here?" The man crossed his arms over his chest as he said in a mocking tone, "Well, Isn't that Amy?"
Amy looked up at him. The man's red hair stood out in the sunlight, and at the corner of his eye was a scar the length of a thumb, which looked like a coiled snake as he stared at Amy.
The corners of the man's mouth curled up in derision as he looked at Amy disdainfully.
"Taylor?"
"That's right, it's me." Taylor sneered, " I never thought the proud Amy would end up a slave to my family, so it seems like it's time to settle the score with you today!"
"What do you want?" Amy was instantly on her guard.