Page 46 of The Rejected Omega

“Hi, Dr. Kanata. Thank you for getting us in so quickly.”

Kanata nods. “And what capacity are you accompanying Ms. Crane in today?”

“As a friend.”

“I see.”

Her eyes skirt to me, and I give her a subtle nod. I wonder if it’s against her code of ethics or not to blow my cover.

Kanata sits down on her whirly stool.

“First things first. I always ask when my patients bring a guest. Would you like Mr. Masters to remain in the exam room?”

I swallow, my gaze darting to Connor’s. His dark brown eyes are stormy.

“He can stay.”

“Alright. What can I do for you, Alanna? My nurse tells me you asked to have your levels drawn. Are you experiencing new symptoms?”

My throat is thick and sticky. I glance at the glass jar of tongue depressors. “I—I’m out of suppressants.”

The light of the computer screen reflects off Kanata’s glasses as she glances at it.

“Your next refill’s not for two weeks. Has something been going on?”

My eyes flick to Connor’s and back. “I’ve had to take more to keep my heat at bay, lately.”

Kanata nodded. “Such things can happen.”

“That’s not all,” I force out. “I’ve been using black market suppressant shots, too. My prescription isn’t enough anymore.”

Kanata’s brows raise above the rim of her glasses. “I see. You’re aware that you’re on the maximum prescribable dose already?”

I grit my teeth.

“I’m aware.”

“She hasn’t had a heat since she matched with her alpha,” Connor says.

Kanata doesn’t even flinch.

“Does Mr. Masters know the circumstances of your first heat?”

“He knows I was alone.”

Kanata lowers her glasses. They hang from a beaded chain around her neck.

“How much have you been taking?”

When I give the dosage, Kanata pales slightly.

“That is highly inadvisable, Ms. Crane. What side effects do you experience? Migraines, insomnia, nightmares?”

I duck my head. “All of the above. “

Connor curses.

“My supplier is reputable. I’ve been as careful as possible?—“

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