The Impossible Heir

Giselle POV

I tapped my manicured nails against the leather examination table, my chest boiling with uncontrollable fury. The rhythmic, sharp clicking sound echoed through the sterile clinic room, feeding the mounting irritation in my blood. The smell of sharp antiseptic and rubbing alcohol usually calmed me, signaling the elite medical care reserved for pack royalty, but today it only made me nau