Page 141 of Pack Rivals: Part Two
“Just over two weeks.”
The doctor meets my eye. “Then I expect you’ll be due another heat very soon. Most probably in the next week.”
“What?” I yelp, panic spiraling through me. “But … if I stop taking them. If I stop now, won’t that–”
He shakes his head. “I’m afraid it’s too late.”
“Isn’t there some medication she can take to reverse it or at least slow down the approach of her heat?” Silver asks as Axel paces the room.
“I’m sorry, but I’d have to advise against that. Bea’s hormones have already been tampered with. I think it could do her harm to tamper with them any further. We need to let things run their course.”
Another heat? So soon. Panic switches to alarm. I can’t breathe. I gasp for air.
“I … I … I can’t,” I say, desperately swinging my head from side to side. “I can’t go through another heat. I can’t do it again.”
Silver drags me into his arms, holding me tight against his chest.
“Shush, sweetheart,” he whispers, stroking my hair. “It’s okay. If you don’t want to go through another heat, you won’t. We’ll get the medication for you.”
“It could do irreversible damage,” the doctor says more sternly. “It could interfere with Bea’s fertility for the future.”
I sob harder. Babies are the last thing on my mind right now but I know I want them in the future. I want children. I want a family. I’m going to have to go through another fucking heat.
“It doesn’t matter,” Silver says, “if it’s what our omega wants–”
“I don’t want that,” I say, my face buried in his shirt. “I don’t want to ruin things for the future, but …”
I close my eyes tight, trying not to think of that pain, that agony. I think I might throw up.
Axel comes to crouch down beside me, stroking his palm over my back and both alphas begin to purr, trying their best to calm me down.
“You underwent your last heat alone,” the doctor says, “you’ll have your mates for this one. It won’t be the same.”
“The doctor’s right, sweetheart,” Axel whispers into my ear. “We’ll be with you this time. We’ll make it good for you.”
“So damn good,” Silver adds.
I know that’s what everyone says and I know the sex yesterday – with Silver, with Connor, with Nate – was incredible, but I’m finding it damn hard to imagine anything so painful could become as good as all these alphas and omegas make out.
“Trust us, Bea,” Axel tells me. “It’s going to be fine.” And somehow his words soothe me. I take a deep breath. Then another and another. And then I retract my face from Silver’s now creased and damp shirt and sit up straight.
The doctor holds out a box of tissues for me and I pluck out a handful and blow my nose.
“A heat with your pack might be just what the doctor ordered to calm your hormones and set you off on a more settled path.”
“You really think so?” I ask him, my vision still blurry with tears.
“Absolutely. I’ve been practicing medicine for nearly fifty years. All this talk about omegas being calming influences on alphas, I can tell you now, it works just as well the other way around.” He stands up and comes to pat my shoulder. “You’ll be just fine, Bea. There are some tests I’d like to run,” I flinch at the mention of tests, “but,” he says quickly, registering my alarm, “those can wait until after your heat. Head back to your nest, snuggle up with your pack. Do you think you can do that for me?”
“Yes,” I say, “my nest is pretty awesome.” I glance at Axel. “But my interview?”
“We’ll talk to them,” Axel says. “They’ll understand.”
I’m not so sure they will. My experiences so far have taught me the opposite. But it seems like I have little choice.
* * *
I spendthe drive home snuggled in Axel’s lap, Silver driving with a look of thunder on his face.
