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“At least… not too hard,” Tulla finished. He took a small syringe out from the middle of the tray and ripped the plastic covering it. “I need to show you how to fill one correctly… so you don’t end up hurting yourself and going to an emergency room. That’s the last thing either of us needs.”
The man carefully inserted the needle into the top of one of the small glass vials markedScentexand extracted the dosage. He then instructed Avery on how to ensure there were little to no air bubbles within. “Bubbles aren’t as dangerous… you’re not injecting it into your vein. But you still don’t want large ones going into the muscle. It can cause bruising and some pain. Enough pain for some naïve, pretty boy from the FQ to take himself in for medical care—andthatcan’t happen.” He shifted to face Avery. “Pants down.”
Avery nervously eyed the needle before rising to his feet and sliding down his pants. Once he drew his hair out of the way, Tulla reached in to pinch his thigh. “You need to find a fatty spot… and you have too little. Damned skinny omega… It’ll have to go in the ass. Hope you have someone at home who can help stick it in your butt.” Tulla paused a second. “I can’t remember the last time I got someone in the ass.”
Tulla spun him slightly as he chuckled at his little joke. Avery jumped a little at the swipe of cold alcohol against his bottom. Then he hissed as the needle broke through the skin, the prick painful. Tulla pushed the plunger, and Avery felt a bit of heat where the medicine entered his body. It was over in a matter of seconds…
And he was officially a criminal.
“You can cover up,” Tulla announced before rising to discard the syringe. Spinning to face Avery, Tulla began giving some instructions. “You need to give that to yourself once a quarter, every third full moon. It will cover your omega scent and should reduce the amount of your slick. Don’t forget to continue using yourHeat Repressevery month like clockwork, okay? Even the scent blocker has its limits. If you go into a full heat, all bets are off. Every alpha for five blocks is going to be on you and you’d end up in jail for crossing into another Quadrant illegally. And the gods only know what elseworsemight happen in that situation.”
Avery knew. Worse would be him ending up pregnant with one of those random alpha’s babies outside a mating. Prison would come next. There, force-bred omegas languished, carrying the children of alpha criminals, only to give them away to the wealthy who struggled with fertility—for however many babies the judge sentenced them to. That would be his future.
That was, if he was fertile enough himself. He came from a powerful line of breeders. His own papa had given birth to three omega sons with no complications—no alphas, of course—which had been one of his papa’s regrets. Had they a brother who was an alpha, or even beta—better yet, if onlyhe’dbeen born alpha or beta instead—then none of this would be necessary.
“If you’re caught—youdon’tutter my name. If I end up in prison because of you, youwilllive to regret it. I have a long memory and the patience to do revenge right. Do we understand one another?”
Avery nodded, seeing the steely look come into Tulla’s eyes. “Understood.”
Tulla held his stare for another few seconds before putting six vials into a small bag, along with a handful of syringes. “This is enough to keep you going for six years. After that, you’ll have to come back for more. You’ll have to get more syringes down the road, too. Don’t reuse them. It’s not safe.”
“Okay,” Avery said, making a mental note. “Are… are there any side effects?” A question he should’ve askedbeforegetting a needle in the ass.
“Some stay sore at the injection spot for a few days. Some get queasy at first… so make sure you buy something to calm your stomach if need be. Crackers, ginger ale, whatever. That’s all I’ve ever heard.”
“Anyone… has it not worked for anyone?”
Tulla breathed out a deep sigh. “No, sugar. I’ve never heard of that.”
Avery sensed that might be a lie… and hoped he wouldn’t be the one to prove Tulla a fraud.
“But of course, there’s always someone who comes first. Anything else?” Tulla asked, sitting down and crossing his legs seductively. “I’m still game if you wanna play a little. You’re cute as a button.” He reached out and grasped a hunk of Avery’s hair. “With your hair down, you’re really,reallysexy.”
“No,” Avery squeaked. It was against their laws for Omegas to have sex with one another. Although, he’d already broken a handful of laws in a matter of seconds… Why he was worried about another, he wasn’t sure.
Tulla tilted his head as he let Avery’s hair slide out through his fingers. “You a virgin?” A smile spread across his face. “What am I saying? Of course you are. You said you weresavingyourself.”
Heat filled Avery’s face. “I’ve never been with a man. But…”
“But you’ve got a toy or two at home for your heats,don’tcha?”
Warmth spreading across Avery’s face. “W-who doesn’t?” EvenHeat Repressdidn’t stop the rampant animal lust an omega sensed during his heats. It only slowed it some… and prevented omegas from climbing the walls into the Alpha Quadrant to be bred.
Most omegas would go nuts without trying to calm their aching, needful bodies with a toy or two. Any of the unclaimed couldn’t allow another male to touch him, or else ruin his chances of being claimed. Even though Avery was breaking the law and potentially making himself unclaimable, he still carried a bit of hope in the back of his mind that his alpha was out there.
Before their untimely deaths, his parents were completely devoted to one another. Theirs had been a relationship Avery strived for—an equal partnership of two men. In a world where omegas had few rights, it was rare for an omega to have what his papa had. Avery knew it was stupid to assume he’d be so lucky, but after seeing how an alpha should treat his omega, he had high expectations.
Sadly, most of his friends’ parents had had nothing close to what his parents had. Omegas were second-class citizens.A womb with legs, his uncle had once said. And it was true.
Once reaching their first heat, most omegas found themselves locked away in the OQ, a virtual prison. Avery was bound and determined to find a way out of that prison.
He knew he was being silly to think his alpha would claim him, considering what he was doing. Trained to provide a family and a home for his alpha, like any good omega, Avery had been told of the glorious moment when they’d come together and Avery would bow to his master.
But who knew when that might happen? He refused to sit back and allow fate to rule his life. His situation wouldn’t allow for it. Avery was going to be proactive and provide for his family until then.
“Well, if you’re not willing to let me have a crack at that pretty ass, I suppose we need to discuss payment… and get to cutting that gorgeous hair.”
Avery closed his eyes, sorrow filling him. “Okay.”
