Alpha’s Badass Mate novel

---- the email he was typing. As soon as he saw Omega bent over on the couch, his brows drew up with worry. "What is it? The food?" Ashly shook her head. 'shit no, not again.' Fried rice was one of her go-to meals. There weren't any ingredients that usually messed with her stomach , and what Alex had ordered for her didn't even have a spicy kick to it. So if it wasn't the food, then...

Ashly's eyes widened as a rolling heat rushed through her blood, causing another vice -like clench to swell through her lower abdomen. "Alex, it's, it's..." she gasped, shooting a panicked look up at the Alpha. Alex stared back with an identical expression. " What's wrong?" "Alex. I don't think it's over." "What? Ashly , what happened ? You are scaring me." "My heat," Ashly whispered. "I think my heat is still not over." "Shit." Alex locked his computer and immediately came around the desk.

He kneeled at Ashly's side, next to the couch. Alex's nearness didn't help. The Omega remembered too well how this Alpha could ---- satisfy her. As her body clenched with renewed desire, Ashly sucked in a breath and leaned back. The motion only triggered another jolt to spike through her. Alex clearly couldn't ignore it. He moved in closer , taking a seat on the couch. One hand came to Ashly's cheek before sliding down, wrapping around the side of her neck. He drew the smaller woman in.

Ashly whined as Alex pressed his lips to her neck as he tried to inhale her scent. The Alpha's nose ran along the line of her throat, over the blushing red skin above the Omega's pheromone gland. Ashly whined as Alex pressed his lips to her neck as he tried to inhale her scent. The Alpha's nose ran along the line of her throat, over the blushing red skin above the Omega's pheromone gland. "TI can't smell heat on you at all.

Are you sure, Ashly?" As Alex spoke, his lips brushed his mate's skin, setting it on fire with every movement. "I guess your scent blockers aren't as bad as I thought. Do you want me to help you, baby?" "Alex what-t..." Ashly shivered in Alex's arms as the Alpha's breath traced her neck. God, why again? She thinks it's already over; she can go back home; she can go back to her baby.

However , this effing heat ---- Seriously , Ashly never disliked her Omega Tittle, but now, due to her stupid heat, she hates it. "You look cute like this, Ashly," Alex said while kissing her neck. This fucker is enjoying her miserable state. Ashlyn desires to murder him, but her body craves her Alpha's touch. Fucking great! "Don't joke around. This isn't funny," she whined." What am I going to do?

Fuck, this is killing me." Alex cupped her cheek gently, staring into wide, worried eyes before casting a glance toward the door. "Tell them you're having stomach problems. I'll take you home. Come on, this will happen when you take unnecessary pills." He stood from his kneeling position and pressed a hand to Ashly's back, trying to help her up off the couch. Ashlyn wants to punch this jerk now; what other choice does she have?

I can't allow any other Alpha to touch me, and I have a child to raise on top of that. I don't have time for this crap, even if it kills me. Ashly took a deep breath and helplessly nodded, but when she moved to stand, she felt her body cramp up again. Squeezing her legs together, she gasped. Ashly's eyes grew large as a familiar rush of hot slick gathered between her thighs. ---- 'Oh shit, what the fuck, why? Fucking why?' "Alex, Alex, stop.

Fucking stop." Ashly's body shook as she swatted the Alpha's hands away. "I can't get up. My God, why the fuck is this happening to me and why now?" "What's wrong?" Alex asks as Ashly starts babbling nonsense. "T'm already... I'm too..." Alex's brow creased with worry as he crouched back down. "To what, Ashly, are you hurt? I can calla doctor; don't worry, you will be fine. Hey, Ashly, why are you so red?" Ashly's entire face burned red hot as her lips parted; it's like she is about to cry.

"I'm too wet." Alex blinked down at her with comically wide eyes. He turned suddenly, heading toward the door. For a moment he paused, standing there almost hesitantly, but then seconds later he pressed the bolts into the bottom of the fogged glass doors, locking the two of them into the office. Taking a deep, shuddering breath , Alex ran a hand over his face before turning back to Ashly. Alvin already told him about this; before inviting Ashly for lunch, he had already talked to his cousin.

His cousin instructed him about Ashly Heat. Ashly