Page 48 of The Rejected Omega

“You can fill it in two weeks, if you wish. But taking them will only make your heat harder. There’s no stopping this.”

She shifts her stool towards Connor. “Areyouon suppressants, Mr. Masters?”

“That’s none of your business.”

“You’re right. I only ask because, if your scents are compatible, Alanna’s approaching heat could begin to affect you. I thought it best to warn you.”

“Our scents aren’t compatible. I would know.”

My stomach dives.

Kanata gives him a thin smile. “Of course.”

She stands and pulls an open-backed medical gown from a cabinet and hands it to me. “I need to do a vaginal exam, if you could get changed. I’ll be back in five minutes.”

When the door shuts behind Kanata, I slump back against the propped up exam table and let out a long sigh.

“Fuck.”

“It’s for the best, Birdy. It might not seem like it now?—”

I toe off my shoes and begin unbuttoning my jeans.

Connor jerks to his feet. “I’ll be in the waiting room.”

“I could use your help tying?—”

“No.”

The rejection stings. Connor stalks outside. I finish changing, and Kanata returns.

She pulls the stirrups out from the exam table and snaps on a pair of gloves.

“My staff warned me you were with a male alpha, but I was hardly expecting Connor. What's happened?”

“He transferred back to Crestwood. It was a surprise to me too. Then he found out I was on suppressants.”

“But he doesn’t know he’s your mate?”

“No.”

“And you’ve been spending time around him?”

I nod.

“You should have called me as soon as this happened."

She warms the speculum and lubes it up.

“Feet up and slide your butt down.”

Kanata scoots her stool between my legs and switches her headlamp on. The lamp light peering beneath the hem of my gown makes me think of a miner about to go excavating.

“You’ll feel my hands now.”

She palpates the inside of my vagina with one gloved hand, pressing down on my lower abdomen with the other.

"Any tenderness?"

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