Chapter 22: Heat App Partner

He drops her off at 7:13, right when “Jack” texts her the room number. “Call me if it’s weird,” Josh tells her before he goes, “or just come out and bang on my window.”

“Right.” She’s starting to get feverish now, it’s edging on too late for her to care. She hopes he’s not a psycho.

She walks in and asks the nice, ancient concierge lady for room 208, and the Beta winks at her and sends her toward the elevator with a, “Have fun with that one, Pumpkin!” Beth almost rolls her eyes— any Alpha gets that reaction, even from Betas.

She unlocks the door as her skin starts to burn, her womb cramping just slightly— soft heat, more like being trapped in a too-hot bath for three days with cramps.

“I’m sorry you had to wait,” she says, closing the door. “And I’m sorry we won’t exactly get to know each other beforehand, I left this kind of late—”

She turns around, and freezes.

It’s… it’s Sean. Sean is her heat-app Alpha.