Wet Heat

By R.D. Hero

Most omega werewolves want a mate and pups, but Lee Aung prefers an unconventional party-boy lifestyle. Yet at forty-two, he’s stopped going into heat, which means he’s expired goods—no longer a fertile, young omega that alpha wolves drool over. So Lee uses Wet Heat, a synthetic pheromone, to reel in the alpha hookups.

After losing his job at the bank, Lee can’t afford to keep up his Wet Heat habit. His solution: scam free samples by pretending to be a happily mated test subject at Wet Heat headquarters. There, Lee spends two years being interviewed by the reserved alpha scientist, Cain, who at thirty-two is unmated and—up until this point—content with that.

Cain never really felt his alpha instincts, nor took part in the usual alpha/beta/omega social dynamics. But after discovering that Lee has been lying about his unmated status for two years, Cain finally admits that for the first time, he wants to court an omega. Unfortunately, he’s picked the one omega who doesn’t want to be courted.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Riptide Publishing
• Release date: Jun 20, 2016
• ISBN: 9781626494077

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Wet Heat

Copyright © 2016 by R.D. Hero

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Most omega werewolves want a mate and pups, but Lee Aung prefers an unconventional party-boy lifestyle. Yet at forty-two, he’s stopped going into heat, which means he’s expired goods—no longer a fertile, young omega that alpha wolves drool over. So Lee uses Wet Heat, a synthetic pheromone, to reel in the alpha hookups.

After losing his job at the bank, Lee can’t afford to keep up his Wet Heat habit. His solution: scam free samples by pretending to be a happily mated test subject at Wet Heat headquarters. There, Lee spends two years being interviewed by the reserved alpha scientist, Cain, who at thirty-two is unmated and—up until this point—content with that.

Cain never really felt his alpha instincts, nor took part in the usual alpha/beta/omega social dynamics. But after discovering that Lee has been lying about his unmated status for two years, Cain finally admits that for the first time, he wants to court an omega. Unfortunately, he’s picked the one omega who doesn’t want to be courted.

To all my fellow a/b/o lovers

About Wet Heat

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Dear Reader

Acknowledgments

Also by R.D. Hero

About the Author

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For God’s sake, just meet him.

Sitting in his apartment, feet resting on the coffee table, Lee checked his watch. For the past hour, his seventy-year-old mother had been moaning at him over the phone about this arranged meeting with a beta wolf who was absolutely perfect!

But Lee had other plans for the night. Clutched between his fingertips was a vial of Wet Heat, aka synthetic omega heat pheromones. Dab a little bit on his neck, and the boys in the club would give him about five seconds to state his case before deciding whether or not they’d fuck a dried-up, old omega.

He smirked, glancing at the mirror on the wall to appreciate his image. Maybe the ol’ heat factory had shut down, but two hours at the gym each day made sure everything else was tight.

Listen, Mom, he said distractedly, you’re not gonna wear me down on this, okay? After twenty or so years of telling you I don’t want pups, one would think you’d get the message.

His mother heaved an exasperated, put-upon sigh. "If you had been listening, you’d know that’s what I’m getting at! He doesn’t want them either."

With a roll of his eyes, he set the vial down on the coffee table. Yeah, sure. He’s what, thirty-two? Give it another three years—

Haven’t you always told me that’s the most annoying thing you could say to someone who doesn’t want pups?

Damn. She sounded so smug too. Touché.

Well anyway, he’s probably just as cautious as you are. Maggie told me he didn’t really bite until she mentioned you were well past heat age.

She just had to throw that well in there, didn’t she? That’s not exactly a compliment, Mom. Jesus, does he have a fetish or something?

Why Lee was even dragging this conversation out was beyond him, but that’s what always happened when he and his mom spoke on the phone. He had no intention of meeting hotshot beta lawyer, or whatever he was, especially now that Lee knew the only reason the guy was interested was because kids were literally impossible.

I’m kinda a hypocrite, huh? He popped a cigarette between his lips and reached for the lighter.

You better not be smoking! The words were barked at him before the lighter had even sparked.

I’m not, Lee muttered around the cig.

His mom sighed. Loudly.

He grinned. Look, it’s not gonna happen. I know what I’ve said, but I doubt this guy is serious about the pup thing. Every beta wants to leave a legacy. He chuckled. Or sire an alpha.

Funny, that’s what he said too—every omega wants to nurture a pup.

Lee grunted. He was well aware of the stereotype.

Please meet with him, Lee. He’s established, mature, and ready to settle. I told Maggie you’d be just perfect—

Christ, Mom, what did you get outta this?

There was silence for a moment. Well, she had an extra ticket to Switzerland . . .

Lee dropped back, and stared up at the ceiling. He could just imagine what lies his mom had told this woman about him—probably knocked off a couple of years and relationships. Hell, in her version, Lee must have a passion for home economics and a sweet, docile temperament like every good omega should.

He pulled the cigarette away and exhaled. "Mom, the answer is no." He hung up before she could argue, and turned the phone off. Then he tossed it to the side.

Unsurprisingly, his mother’s efforts to find him a mate hadn’t lessened throughout the years, not even when Lee had stopped going into heat once a month. She’d weathered neighborhood scorn, disappointed extended family, and Lee’s father passing away without seeing their one omega pup at the altar. She’d accepted that he wouldn’t have pups. But she just wouldn’t give up the mate thing.

Well, now Lee was in a bad mood. Best way to fix that was to go out and get laid by some blustery big guy. Preferably a beta—with all of the dominance and none of the asshole entitlement alphas exuded by nature.

Although, that wasn’t to say Lee didn’t enjoy hooking up with alphas. But they tended to be trouble.

He tripped over some old laundry on the way to the door as he zipped the fly on his pants