Alpha’s Badass Mate novel

---- "What?" Ashly shouts out. "Are you...on heat?" " Ashly's eyes snapped open. She glared up at Alex. How do you know that, you fucker ? Did you fucking give me something?" While it was often easy to pick an Alpha out ina crowd , Omegas and Betas tended to blend together , especially with the advancements in scent blockers and heat suppressants. For all most of the public knew, Ashly was an omega. But she is not some normal omega. For many omegas, Ashly is like an idol.

They want to become like Ashly. But they don't know about her personal life or about her son. And about nothing about her mate. Yes, they know Ashly dated someone in her school days, but no one knows about them being a mate. It was only the higher members of the board, and some pieces of sh*t want her settled with his Alpha son and daughter, but like before, Ashly is always ready to bite if anyone mess with her, and more like try to hurt her precious child.

Not that there was anything wrong with being an Omega for Ashly, but people still had their biases, even in that day and age. "I-You- You've sweated through your scent blockers , and the back seat was very enclosed ," Alex ---- whispered, his eyes downcast, obviously a little embarrassed to have caught her scent at all. "Sorry, I know it's not polite to scent someone without permission.

I'll try to pretend I don't know at work if " "shit," Ashly hissed as another hot flash ripped through her core, cutting off Alex's words. She rolled onto her side, facing the back of the couch, as she pulled up her knees. "Ashly, are you okay?" Alex said her name again in that same tone, worried and earnest. "What?" Ashly's voice cracked like a whip. She couldn't help but lash out. If she weren't in so much pain, perhaps she would be calm, but her entire body was so fucking hot.

"Are you sure this is just your stomach?" Alex asked carefully. A hand lifted to Ashly's hip, squeezing ever so gently to urge the omega to roll back over and look at him. "Ashly, are you? Could you maybe be in heat? You know, I am sure you are in heat". "SHUT-UP YOU FUCKER." Ashly's frown gradually transitioned into wide-eyed shock. "Heat? No, that wasn't possible. I'm on suppressants ," she told Alex as she shook her head. " There's no way I'm in heat.

I haven't been in heat since I was fucking left alone." ---- "Since you were-Alex pinched the bridge of his nose. "Wait, you've been on heat suppressants for all these years? You've never even taken one to detox? It's not good for your health, Ashly. Do you remember what your father said?" "T will fucking kill you, Alex, if you dare to take my late father's name with your shitty mouth. Remember your place." Ashly hisses, which makes Alex fitch back.

"Ok, Iam sorry, Ashly, can you please tell me when you take your detox?" Alex is pleading more than asking. Ashly shook his head. She exhaled heavily, staring up at the ceiling a little guiltily. "I know the prescription said to detox at least once every eighteen months, but Ihate being in heat." "God, no wonder you have stomach problems." Alex reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out his phone. "What are you doing? You know what?

Thanks , but you can go now." Ashly eyed him narrowly but was too tired to protest as Alex started tapping in numbers. "I'm calling a doctor; I am not going to leave you alone," Alex replied, his phone already pressed to his ear even as Ash ---- ly growled at him, but the sound quickly morphed into a whine. "It's either that or I take you to the hospital because I can't just leave you like this." Ashly wanted to retort, but all that escaped her lips was another groan.

Another pang of heat seared through her stomach. She rolled onto her side, curling up into a miserable little ball on the couch as she waited for her fucker ex-mate to call the doctor.