Colton

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Colton – Mychael Black

Southern Cross 2

Dr. Colton Cross never thought he’d find his mate, but he did in the form of a sweet, sexy omega. Between work at the hospital and their new pregnancy, Colt and his mate have a lot to handle and look forward to, but not everything is perfect. Another omega has shown up in the ER with a miscarriage, making it clear the rival Ironcrest pack is firmly entrenched in the babyfarming trade.

Tony Nolan adores his new alpha and mate, and he’s excited about the baby now growing in his belly. He’s even signed on to help the Cross pack with the business side of their family-run nightclub. The arrival of a new omega, though, brings a lot more worry than normal.

The Cross family’s rival, Ironcrest, isn’t going to let three omegas go without a fight. Now it’s up to the alphas to protect their omegas and devise a plan to fight back.

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EXCERPT:

“All done,” I announced as I stripped off the gloves. I smiled and patted the little boy’s knee. “Make sure you keep the stitches dry, okay, Justin? It’s very important.”

Justin, the ten-year-old, cherub-faced kid who’d gotten the notion to climb a tree, nodded solemnly while his dad looked on. “I promise, Dr. Cross.”

“What do you say, Justin?” his father asked.

“Thank you,” Justin said.

“You’re both quite welcome. Dad, we’ll get you the paperwork with instructions shortly. Don’t hesitate to come back if there’s an emergency.”

“Thanks, Dr. Cross.”

“Anytime. Take care.”

I left the room, pulling the curtain shut behind me, and sighed. My shift was almost done, and I was dead on my feet. I’d been here for nearly fourteen hours, and it had been a madhouse for most of that time.

“Dr. Cross?” one of the nurses called out.

“Yes?”

“There’s a young man in Room Six waiting for you.”

I waved her toward said room. “Tell me more,” I said, scanning the chart she handed me.

“Name is Andy Rowland, an omega. He came in by himself, no idea how. Not by ambulance, at any rate.”

I had a bad feeling and hurried to the room. After knocking on the doorframe, I slid open the curtain. Andy blinked up at me, pale green eyes full of abject fear. Blood on the pad beneath him made it clear what was going on. The nurse moved, and I sat at the end of the bed.

“Mr. Rowland, I’m Dr. Cross. Can you tell me what happened?”

Andy grimaced. “I woke up bleeding,” he muttered, motioning toward his lower body. “I…” He shivered. “I’m pregnant.”

I exchanged looks with the nurse. It was clear Andy wasn’t pregnant any longer. After putting on gloves, I lifted the sheet. Andy was already in a gown, and at my direction, spread his legs.

“Shh… just my fingers,” I said. There wasn’t any outward evidence of trauma, but Andy hissed when I eased two fingers inside him. I didn’t feel scarring, but my fingers were covered in blood when I withdrew them. I stripped the gloves off and tossed them into the biohazard bin. The nurse changed out the pad beneath him while I washed my hands. “Do you know how far along?”

Andy shook his head. “I don’t even know who the father is.”

“Okay, well, I’m afraid the pregnancy is lost.”

Andy swallowed, and tears filled his eyes. “I… I was afraid of that.”

“Did anything happen before you went to sleep, any sort of injury?”

Andy’s gaze shifted to the nurse. Getting the hint, I motioned for her to leave the room. Only then did Andy answer me.