No, he had been awake for most of it.
He remembered the alpha's hands on his hips. His voice urging the alpha up. The alpha's knot. Again, and again.
A week-long heat when an alpha's rut lasted only a day to a few days.
The room suddenly felt smaller. The air grew thicker.
Levi's free hand drifted down to rest on his lower abdomen. The swelling in his chest hadn't gone down yet.
If anything, they felt heavier than before. Just like they looked tender when he woke up. Like his body was prepared for something.
The original host's memories surfaced gradually in his mind. 'When an omega mated during heat…They always get pregnant.'
Always.
And the only way to prevent it was to get contraceptives before the heat, or at least, the morning after.
'Oh fuck.'
The realization dropped into his gut like a stone. 'Type B pregnancy. Four and a half months.'
Dr. Elias's voice echoed in his mind from a distance.
