Chapter 96: You’re not you when you’re hungry
The next day was a hard day. Maxwell, who had finished his meeting yesterday, but had to rush back home after Michael had called him, was in a foul mood after their discussion last night.
He was of the belief that being around Andrew during his heat was going to be bad for Andrew. He had thought that he would have more time before his next heat came. Time that Andrew could use to adapt to his body, and Maxwell would have felt more comfortable having him assist with his heat.
But time waits for no one, and is fickle.
Of course, Maxwell wouldn’t have gone to anyone else to get help with his heat, but he probably would have taken suppressants.
That Michael had secretly told Andrew that they were not compatible with Maxwell’s body.
Maxwell was an anomaly in the industry. Suppressants didn’t really work on him. It was the reason he was so dedicated to his work. Each step he took forward for everyone else, was a step closer to Maxwell living a normal life. A life where he wasn’t living terrified of an alpha forcing him into doing something he didn’t want to do.
God, Andrew worried greatly about if or when Maxwell ran into his father. He might have already. Because Andrew remembered what his father was like, and sure, betas couldn’t really sense pheromones like the other two, but that didn’t mean Andrew was an idiot. He’d seen the omegas that had been in the cars with him when he’d come to visit. The glassy look in their eyes.
Andrew didn’t hate the man who fathered him for no good reason.
Who the fuck showed up to the mother of his child’s home with other people in their car? And pretended like there weren’t other people in their lives? All because they were mated, and she couldn’t smell them on you anymore?
Disgusting.
Andrew didn’t remember how old he was the first time he noticed it happening, but he remembered that it happened more than once. Hell, Andrew had probably met the mother of one of his brothers or sisters. That also made him sick.