Dr. Elias took them past several consultation rooms to a corner office that looked like a library instead.
"Please, sit" He gestured as he walked round his desk and to his chair.
His office was free from the medical atmosphere with all the personal touches, like the few framed photos and a small plant on the window, that seemed to soften the space.
The books here looked like they were actually read than displayed.
Levi took a chair furthest from Noah after letting the alpha pick first. That didn't go unnoticed by either alphas.
Dr. Elia's eyebrow rose slightly, but he made no comment. He instead adjusted slightly on his seat as he opened his laptop to begin.
"So" He began, keeping his tone neutral as possible "Noah mentioned you survived a full type B rut with no issue, which is unprecedented in my experience".
"Lucky me" Levi muttered dryly, earning a glance from Noah.
Dr. Elias, however, seemed amused rather than offended. "Luck might be part of it, but i suspect there's more to it than just that".
He continued "This is not the first time Noah would try to mate, even with those with higher compatibility. Some immediately, some a few days later, their bodies simply gave out".
This echoed Noah's earlier desperate plea to Levi.
Levi felt a weird tingle. When he thought of 'just dying' later, he felt it might have been some misunderstanding on the alpha's part. Heck, she might had even been murdered.
But hearing it laid out by an expert, was making this real.
He glanced at Noah, who had some unsaid pain in his eyes.
'Bullshit, if it was Silas, it's understandable but Noah surely won't have care much if he had seen the omega alive'
Levi wasn't afraid of dying, as he had in fact made peace with it long ago before it even happened. What itched him was the sudden alert, that his second chance at life could vanish in a heartbeat.
He adjusted his slipping expression, tilting his head slightly, he asked "What kind of tests?" His voice came out sharper than he had intended.
Dr. Elias either didn't notice the edge or he simply chose to ignore it.
"Nothing invasive initially. Blood work to check your hormone levels, both current and any residual markers from the mating. A physical examination to assess any trauma or unusual healing patterns. We'll also want to analyze your scent glands. They're often the key to compatibility issues".
"We need to understand why your body reacted differently" Elias continued "not just for your safety, but for the future understanding of Type B Alpha compatibility. It's a scientific breakthrough waiting to happen, if we can decipher it".
His body suddenly remembered it had survived Noah's rut, tensed up at the lingering aches.
To be the one observed, the one examined, after always being the observer, felt like being laid out on a slab.
Not at all.
"After that" Dr. Elias continued "we'll need some imaging. MRI, CT scans, possibly an ultrasound to check for any internal changes or adaptations. The more specialized tests would involve controlled exposure to alpha pheromones while we monitor your responses".
"Controlled exposure?" Levi probed.
Noah shifted in his seat, his own tension evident. "It would be carefully monitored. Small amounts, medical grade…"
"You want to drug me with pheromones and watch what happens" Levi interrupted with a fact.
His mind quickly jumped to worst case scenarios.
"I'm perfectly fine" Levi stated as he watched Dr. Elias offer a sympathetic smile.
This just didn't sit right with him. He had made a wrong decision again.
"I understand your apprehension, Levi. This is highly invasive, and you're in an unfamiliar environment". He spoke with a quiet authority that suggested he was used to handling difficult, perhaps even violent patients.
"However, your unique situation requires a comprehensive approach. We need to rule out any underlying damage, any latent complications that could manifest later". He paused, letting the unspoken threat of a delayed, debilitating death hang in the air.
"We need to identify the factors that allowed you to survive, and ensure those continue to protect you. Okay?".
"Levi, i don't want you joining a statistic"
Levi glared at Noah, but internally, his mind was racing.
'Ending up joining a statistic'.
That phrase resonated. Why were they treating him like he was such a distressed kid, it's understandable if it was his reactions that caused that, but still, the thought of being medically examined was disturbing.
The silence that followed was thick. Levi felt Noah's gaze on him, heavy with something that might have been guilt or fear.
"How long?" Levi asked finally.
"The initial tests can be done today. Results from the blood work should be available within hours, imaging by tomorrow morning. The more specialized compatibility testing would require an overnight stay for observation".