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Waverly Earp found herself unable to focus after her Heat tracker app beeped earlier, reminding her she would be going into heat much sooner than she wanted to think about.
She huffed and tossed her course books back onto her bed and groaned. She was almost finished her online history masters degree, something she had always wanted to do, and she didn’t need the interruption of her heat to distract her. The 24 year old had much better things to focus on.
Her heats were never fun for her, but she was really dreading her upcoming one.
She had recently dumped her beta boyfriend Champ who was always a selfish lover. She never enjoyed sex with him, but she hated sleeping with him during her heat. He never even tried to listen or help her, and once he had gotten off he forgot about her and her needs. He refused to wear an artificial knot saying he was good enough without it and it was an insult to ask him.
She had finally gotten rid of him when he told her she should take his bite during her next heat and that they should start trying to get pregnant when, suddenly, she was over come with dread. She didn’t wanted to spend her life with a washed up rodeo clown that cheated on her with anything in a skirt and stank of stale beer. She also didn’t trust him to respect her wishes so she finally ended it with him.
He had raged and told her she would never find anyone willing to put up with her or her fucked up family. She believed him, but it was better than being stuck with him.
Waverly’s family was the definition of a dysfunctional. Her Mama had run off when Waverly was a pup, leaving her with a violent alcoholic who was the father of her two older children before disappearing without a word of goodbye.
Ward Earp loved his oldest daughter Willa, tolerated his youngest Wynonna, and utterly detested Waverly. He beat the two younger girls, but Wynonna always tried to protect her little sister from the worst of it.
Ward also had a gambling problem, and when his debts grew too big, he killed himself in front of them at the kitchen table.
That had lead to some issues for the girls. Willa was always nasty, but she turned vicious while Wynonna became wild and uncontrollable until she skipped town. Waverly shrunk in on herself, and she was terrified of loud bangs or crashed, she was skittish and shy.
She heard her Aunt calling up to her room and checked the time.
Shit, she was late for work. She jumped off her bed and pulled on her sweater before leaving her one room apartment over her Aunt’s bar and hurried down the stairs.
Gus gave her stern look and the omega apologized.
“Sorry, I was studying. Lost track of time.” The older beta smiled at her and nodded.
“Ok, mind the bar. Your uncle called me saying a tap burst in the kitchen so I’ll deal with that. Be back later, Shorty is in the office if you need anything.”
It was always quiet enough on weekday afternoon’s so she quickly restocked the shelves until she heard her best friend Chrissy Nedley greet her as she came in through the bar’s swinging doors.
“Hey you!” The shorter omega smiled at her as the taller one sat on a stool.
“Please make me the strongest coffee you can,” the sandy haired woman said with a dramatic whine that made the brunette giggle.
“What’s wrong with you?” Waverly asked, as she put the caffeine in front of her friend.
“X.” Waverly laughed as her friend yawned.
“Oh?”
“Waverly the man can go forever and he’s so fucking good!” Waverly pouted at her friend.
“Awh is poor Chrissy regretting getting with a Heat assistant?” The taller girl stuck her tongue out.
“Excuse me, he’s a consultant now! And no, not at all. I love it but damn, I need sleep!” Waverly rolled her eyes. Her friend has been seeing the Alpha for a few months and it was fair to say they were smitten with each other. He was serious and clearly enamoured with her bubbly friend.
“My heart bleeds for you!” the smaller girl said sarcastically and Chrissy smirked.
“Isn’t your heat soon?” Waverly gave her the finger.
“Yes, thank you, I got the reminder this morning.”
“What are you going to do now that you are single?” Waverly shrugged.
“It’s not as if it’ll make much difference from every other heat he “helped me” through. I will probably do better by myself.” Her best friend grimaced.
“Waves, you really shouldn’t do it alone if you can help it. Maybe you should speak to Xavier about hiring an assistant. They are specially trained to take care of you in every way and their literal job is to satisfy you.” Waverly made a face and shook her head.
“Wouldn’t that be really expensive?” Chrissy shrugged.
“Well his company is really high end so maybe, but you don’t want to hire a cheap one. What’s the harm in a consultation?”
Waverly thought about it for a moment before deciding Chrissy was right, a consultation was a learning experienced, if nothing else.
A heat assistant was a specially trained Alpha whose job was exactly as her friend had described.
It was sex work that was heavily monitored and it was considered essential as Omegas in heat suffered when alone, and Alphas in rut tended to become aggressive as well as struggled to satisfy themselves. Heat and Rut assistants went through years of training and education and it wasn’t every person who made the cut.
For Alphas in particular, female Alphas needed to be powerful enough to have a cock year round. Consent was key for both sides and any impropriety was taken seriously and punished.
When one of these Assistants decided to stop sleeping with clients they usually went into another area of the field. The best went into consulting. They would pair up those who hired them with the Alpha or omega who was the best fit for them and facilitated meetings with the matches until they got an agreement on both sides. They made sure everyone was thoroughly vetted from std tests, background checks and they were heavily involved in making sure their employees were fit and healthy, and in hiring and recruiting new Alphas. They also made sure to have an extensive catalogue to cater to everyones needs.
It wasn’t really something Waverly had thought about, nor did she have any objections to it. It was a normal profession with very little stigma, but she wasn’t sure if she could sleep with a relative stranger. When she went into heat though, she would keen for a knot. She always did and had never been satisfied. She wasn’t even sure if she had ever had an orgasm.
“OK, set up a consultation, I guess.” Chrissy beamed and clapped her hands before ringing her boyfriend.
Waverly sort of forgot about her and Chrissy’s conversation as the day went on and the bar became busier. She served the usual customers, giving Sheriff Nedley his normal coffee when he sat down at the bar at happy hour like he did every day.
She got a text from Gus, telling her she wouldn’t he back and to close up, apparently the plumbing job turned into a fiasco so she and Shorty would work until close.
When she had a quiet moment she began washing glasses in the little sink behind the bar and didn’t notice her ex boyfriend saunter in with his friends.
“Hey babe, get me and the boys a round of beer and shots.” The idiotic man shouted from the entrance as everyone else in the bar sighed and shook their heads.
If Champ Hardy was here, that meant any hope of a quiet evening was gone. He brayed like a jackass, threw his weight around, and he and his friends were nothing but a nuisance on even a good day.
She rolled her eyes and dried her hands with the towel slung over her shoulder before shaking her head.
“Shorty and Gus said no more booze until you pay your tab,” she said evenly. She suddenly yelped and jumped back when he slapped his hand on the bar, knowing it would startle her. He and his dim-witted friends laughed loudly before he growled and grabbed her arm, pulling her towards him and making her awkwardly lean over the bar.
“I said get us our drinks.” She whimpered and tried to pull her arm out of his grip, he was hurting her.
“No. I can’t, let go.” He growled again but let go when Nedley growled behind him.
“The girl said she can’t serve you. Now get gone,” the old sheriff said gruffly. Champ sneered at her and led his cronies out of the bar. “You OK there, Waverly?” The girl who was like a daughter to him smiled at her best friend’s sire.
“Yeah, thanks, Nedley.” He sat back down and shook his head. He really hoped she had learned her lesson and finally stay away from that no good beta.
She let out a long breath of relief when she finally locked the doors at midnight and finished cleaning the tables before wishing Shorty goodnight and hurrying upstairs.
Back in her little one bed apartment, she threw her phone on the bed and she headed to the bathroom to shower and change for bed.
When she was done, she picked up her phone and checked the notifications as she climbed into bed. She had a text from Chrissy that read ‘Call this number to set up a consultation’ followed by the phone number.
She pulled her phone in and decided to set up a meeting for a few days time.
In Ghost city, Nicole Haught, one of Canada’s premier Heat Consultants, stood in her office on the 25th floor and looked out over the streets below.
The tall Alpha sighed, sipped her vanilla latte and sat at her desk. It had been a long day. She sat back in front of her laptop to finish up some administration work before she headed home to her empty apartment.
She was engrossed in her work for another hour when there was a knock on her office door. She called out for the person to come in and smiled when she saw her best friend and business partner Xavier Dolls as he greeted her.
“Do you have a minute?” he asked her. She nodded and waited for him to continue.
“Chrissy called me a little while ago.” Nicole smiled, she liked her Best friends new girlfriend a lot. She thought the friendly, sweet omega was exactly what her friend needed after he had given up the Assistant part of the job.
“Everything OK?” He nodded.
“Yeah, but we were wondering if you could do me a favour?”
“Depends on the favour, X.” He chuckled.
“Chrissy’s best friend Waverly has never been with an Alpha, and she recently dumped her beta boyfriend who according to Chris was about as useful as a knitted condom in every department.” Nicole rolled her eyes.
“Poor girl.”
“Yeah, would you do a consultation with her for me? I think she would be too shy to speak to me about her desires. And if she wants to sign up, she gets our special discount. Find her someone who will actually do the job right. She’s a quiet girl and shy; I don’t think she will want anything wild.” Nicole nodded and pointed outside.
“Give her Jeremy’s direct line and he will sort her out with an appointment. What’s her name again?”
“Waverly Earp.”
“Earp? As in the wild west dude? Unusual. OK.” He thanked her again and told her to take it easy for the night before he paused.
“Maybe you should take on a couple of clients of your own? Might get you out of your funk. And get over Shae.” She snorted.
“I am over Shae.” Dolls rolled his eyes.
“It’s been a year since the divorce and you haven’t dated since. Maybe think about taken a case just for your Rut.” Nicole laughed.
“Dolls, I just don’t want to get involved with anyone at the moment, but if I decide to change my mind you will be the first to know.” The man rolled his eyes and left her after wishing her a good night.
The redhead groaned and rubbed her face before standing up and putting on her blazer, packing up her things and turning off her computer.
The 29 year old left her office and got onto the elevator, smiling politely at some of her employees who were already inside.
The tall, strikingly beautiful, redheaded Alpha, in her fitted suits and high heels cut an intimidating figure, and her natural pheromones told everyone not to mess with the powerful woman.
She and Dolls had met when they were both accepted into the Training programme to become assistants. They had instantly become friends and all through it they talked about their plans for the future and both of them wanted to create something different in the industry.
With most other Firms, you would simply take what you were given in terms of Alphas or Omegas, and you had to live with it.
When they began to work, they saw it for themselves, they did their job, but it was almost mechanical.
One night, in their shared apartment, they came up with a plan. Learn about the client and their assistant’s likes and dislikes, kinks and boundaries. Give them options and try make it as magical an experience as possible. No more having to book cheap room in seedy motels or brothel like establishments that were wild and filthy.
Why not do something a little more respectable? They started off small and after saving up enough money, they rented out a 4 bedroom town house that they decorated like it was a luxury hotel after getting a loan off Dolls’ step father, Richard Moody.
They made it as exceptional an experience as possible. When their Omega clients arrived, twitchy and itchy from the flood of hormones coursing through them, their skin over heated, but not yet ready to mate, they would be brought to the room and helped into a cooling bath before receiving a massage from their friend Rosita to help calm them down.
When the Alpha they had chosen and had had an honest conversation with, which at first was just Nicole or Xavier, arrived they would set about making sure the omega had what ever they needed. They were given the nicest food and most kinks were satisfied.
As word spread, they became so busy that they had to rent a bigger place. They hired Mr moody as their business manager and together, after a few years, they had revolutionized the industry.
They bought a luxury 120 room hotel and turned it into somewhere incredible to spend the days of your rut or heat.
It was a safe space where everyone was cared for in every way. As well as masseuses, they had a medical staff on hand all day and night, they had round the clock security and panic buttons in every room, no abuse or bigotry of any kind was tolerated. In the kitchen, some of the city’s best chefs worked on feeding the assistant and clients the best food to sustain them during the client’s stay.
Nicole worked with their private security firm to do a background check on every person that wants to hire an assistant or be one.
It was now one of the most successful firms in the country.
In the parking lot she got into her Jeep and headed home to her temperamental Maine Coon, a fluffy, ginger monstrosity who shed everywhere.
The streets were quiet and she got home quickly. She lived in a plush penthouse Shae had insisted moving into after they got married.
The Omega had worked in the medical office of their firm when they first met. She and Nicole flirted on and off for months before Nicole asked her out.
Their relationship fizzled out quickly, but thanks to a drunken Vegas wedding one weekend, they stuck it out far longer than they should. While they cared about each other, they were not compatible, and after six months it was over.
After that she just hadn’t been interested in going back to meaningless sex, at least not yet. It had been a long time since that sort of work interested her. She wanted to meet someone her wolf was excited about. It was hard to explain but she was almost unaffected by Omegas in heat after such a long time on the job. Sure, having lots of sex and getting paid inordinate amounts of money to do it was amazing in your late teens and early 20s, but she was nearly 30 now. She decided the next relationship she got into would be with someone she really felt a connection with.
She climbed into her Jeep and hurried through the streets, traffic was light thankfully.
When she got home, she poured herself a glass of wine, sat on the sofa and watched TV until she fell asleep.