Page 99 of Dream Mates
Spencer had been serious about us improving our eating habits. It was a good thing Special Projects had a coffee pot in the break room, because one little mug of coffee in the morning wasnotenough for me. Though he did keep bringing me fancy tea lattes, which was sweet. Especially since he usually got me a pastry, too.
“Very good.” She nodded.
“What does Evan’s heat have to do withmyhormone levels?” I didn’t understand the correlation.
She grinned. “Having an omega in the house is one of the best things for a gamma. They’re like walking hormone diffusers–especially during their heat.”
I frowned. “I thought gammas don’t always react to things the way other designations do.”
“True. But the way you react and the way they affect your body are two different things,” she explained. “This is good. I was getting worried about your hormone levels. Gammas can have so many problems if they don’t take care of themselves–and it’s important to your overall well-being, even if you don’t want kids.”
My belly twisted. “Right, kids.”
“If you’re not ready–or never ready–for kids, it’s okay. Just communicate with your mates. Mrs. Beekman can even facilitate if you need her to,” Dr. Davidson assured.
“My cycles are so screwed up, and well, that means I probably will have trouble, right?” I chewed on my lower lip, still unsure about kids. I’d had a terrible mother, so I worried that I wouldn’t be a good one.
Though Spencer, Evan, and Wes would make such great dads. I had a feeling Jett and Bren would as well.
The doctor looked at her computer. “You mentioned last time that your cycles were irregular and painful and that you haven’t had one since moving in with your mates. I suggested making a gynecological appointment to run tests to see where your cycles fall on the scale, since betas and omegas have very different cycles and gammas can be anywhere in-between. It looks like you haven’t made one. Have you ever had a gynecological exam? You have practically no medical records before a few months ago.”
“I didn’t know I was a gamma until a few months ago. And well, between college and getting my PhD, going to the doctor wasn’t a priority.” Which was the truth.
“Oh? I thought that was just the memory loss. You were never tested and given an omega designation in school? Or were you just waiting to awaken?” She frowned at me, probably wondering, like so many others, if I’d grown up in some fringe group.
“I was never tested, ever, and no one ever said I was an omega when I was little.” Except for Wes, but I thought it was just some cute phrase or something.
“Ever?” She frowned. “So, you thought you were beta until a few months ago? That explains so much.” She started typing. “I’ll make a note. Does Mrs. Beekman have you doing any sort of education program? Gammas still need to know the basics.”
“Between her and Evan, I have more videos to watch than I have time for,” I laughed.
“Good. I wish we had baselines for you. But we’ll figure it out. Let’s talk about those cycles. You mentioned bad cramps and irregularity?”
“Yeah, usually it’s months between them. The actual period isn’t bad or long, but the cramps that come before it arecurling into a ball and cryingbad. Sometimes I have a fever, vomiting, and headaches–there are even times that I can’t get out of bed.” Which was always hard to explain to male bosses and professors.
Her eyebrows rose. “And you never thought to see a doctor?”
“I’d see doctors on campus, who would just change my birth control and tell me being a woman was painful.” I played with my ring.
She sighed. “I hope you reported those doctors. Also, campus doctors should still be adding their findings to your universal medical record. I’m making you an appointment. The thing withgammas is that each one of you issodifferent. It might take a couple cycles to figure out what should be normal for you.”
“Okay. If I do want kids, do you think there’d even be a chance?” I chewed on my lower lip. If I actually couldn’t, Evan should know sooner rather than later, given having kids meant the most to him.
“We can run some tests. However, you’re mated to a male omega, which is one of the best fertility treatments out there. I’d recommend, when you’re ready, starting with Evan. Once you remove your birth control implant, get a round of hormone injections so you can sync up your cycle with his, eat well, let him have dibs on your pussy during a heat or two, and take it from there,” she told me. “He can get you pregnant anytime, but he’ll go into overdrive during his heat.”
“Dibs on my pussy? Is that a technical term?” I laughed. Evan would love that.
“Yes.” She grinned back. “Now, let’s talk about your mate’s heat. How did it affect you? Was it as scary as you thought?”
My cheeks warmed again. “It was pretty nice. What I can remember. Is that normal?”
“It can be. Like I said, every gamma is a little different. It didn’t affect your cycles?” she asked.
I shook my head. “It can, right? This means I can’t have kids?”
Because I had half thought that it would happen. I’d had a little spotting, but I’d also had a whole lot of dick.
“It means that you haven’t synced. It’s only been a few months,” she replied.
