One more night in the hospital, less than twenty-four hours, and he was free to go home. He suspected they were keeping him another night just to make sure it was easy to have Jake around. Would Jake make his decision by that point? As the alpha, it was his role to ask, and not knowing was really wearing on David.
“Jake,” said Uncle Ed, “I don’t mean to be rude, but I can’t help noticing you don’t seem affected by David’s pheromones.”
David kicked himself for not thinking of that earlier. He was a mature omega in the presence of his alpha; his pheromones ought to be attracting Jake.
“I was, so I asked for a pheromone blocker to be sure I’m thinking clearly.”