~Brady~ “Well?” Dad urges. John places the clipboard in his elbow and takes a deep breath before continuing. “This is a non-invasive prenatal paternity test. We take a vial of blood from the mother, separate the DNA, and swab the cheek of the father for testing. Confirmation on a second one will take about a week, but, as I said, the lab expedited it under the impression that we were doing this for a neighboring pack.” “John, I’m glad you’re a consummate professional, but can you just tell me if-“ “No. He’s not the father.” Dad and I both sigh in relief. I silently thank the goddess for being merciful. I’m suddenly a fan of abstinence for unmated wolves. “There’s almost a 0% chance. The only way is if they didn’t perform it correctly. I stayed and watching to verify, and all the steps were performed properly. So I can say with almost certainty, no. You are not the father.” John smiles at me. I know he’s happy about the results as well. Lindsey won’t have a mate with a pup
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