Aiden sits on the sterile, paper-covered examination table, his feet dangling over the edge. I watch him with concern from the cushion chairs on the other side of the exam room.
The doctor murmurs to himself as he carefully studies Aiden’s leg. It seems that the majority of his concern is focused on Aiden’s foot and ankle. I can see Aiden attempting to hide grimaces as each small movement aggravates his pain.
The doctor runs what I can only imagine to be a few more routine tests. He checks for sensation, tests Aiden’s reaction time, and looks over the X-rays we took earlier in the appointment.
Seeing Aiden in so much discomfort makes my heart ache. I’m sure he isn’t used to this kind of treatment. As an alpha, I imagine that it’s much more difficult for him to get hurt than an average h
