The room seemed to drip from the sweat and desperation emanating from the Alpha in heat. Ali was clutching his stomach- lying on the bed as he placed a hand on his forehead. His eyes were hooded in both pain and desperation as the sweat dropped down his forehead.

“Fuck… really where are you when i need you…?”

He whispered under his breath as he smiled at his own foolishness. Ali was supposed to pass by the clinic to get his suppressants because, his heat was close. But, he had forgotten.