Adam sighed as he was walking out of the Exorcist HQ with Lute, "It's about time we were given a vacation. Right, Dangertits?"

Lute nodded, agreeing with him, looking more exhausted than usual, "What was the plan, sir?"

"Eh... Not sure yet. Maybe go to a bar, find a few omegas desperate for a knot." Adam said, "Something like that."

Lute looked about ready to drop, her steps slowing as she followed him.

Adam looked back at her, "Uh... You coming or not, little beta bitch?"

Lute nodded, "Yeah... I'm coming, sir..."

When she passed out, he caught her, "What the fuck?! What-!"

Adam called for help. When the medics came, they took her to the hospital. Adam couldn't help but think she was going to be absolutely pissed when she woke up and saw she was in a hospital...

The doctor approached Adam, "Your omega is stable. You can go see her now."

Adam's eyes widened, "Whoa, whoa, WHAT?! She's a beta!"

"No. She is an omega. She has been taking these suppressants and has been taking them for too long. It isn't uncommon for omegas to take suppressants, not having a heat and keeping their scent glands covered. Lute has been taking these for years and years, it seems. It finally caught up with her, unable to have a heat and unable to let her scent glands be exposed." The doctor said.

"What... The... Fuck..." Adam was shocked but pushed past the doctor to go into the room to see Lute, Wake up! Damn it, Dangertits! I need you to wake up..."

She was an omega this whole time...

Adam couldn't believe it...

He looked at the scent glands on her neck and saw they were swollen and infected, more than likely due to being covered for so long by scent blockers.

"Damn it, Lute..." Adam huffed, "I need you to wake up..."