Author's Note: This was also inspired by the same prompt as Kait's story about the dresses and it's based in the same world as Alpha Lost and the Omega in the "Spring was the worst..." story is a sister to Tessa in the story below.
Spring was the worst time of year for two very different yet related reasons. First, spring was the natural mating season for all Omegas. Omegas could go into Heat at any point, but there was something about spring that seemed to send all the Omegas into estrous. The second worst thing about spring, and the more relevant part as far as Tessa was concerned was the 104 days between January 1 and April 15 also known as Season from Hell, the Dark Months, Job Security, or most commonly - Tax Season.
For Tessa, spring had always been challenging, first as an Omega, but now it was doubly so as the newest head of the accounting department at Xylar Industries. As the youngest female and only Omega in the department, Tessa was already under a lot of scrutiny. Her fast promotion to department head had only increased the number of eyes that watched her for mistakes.
Thankfully, modern pharmaceuticals made it possible for Omegas to control their heat cycles so only those practicing the Natural lifestyle or those Omegas who were feeling the need for mates or young fell prey to their biology and had their lives upended by their dynamic. Tessa was very thankful for the little yellow pill she took every morning to keep her estrous under HER control and not that fickle bitch Mother Nature.
She'd had to go through her first heat cycle in the safe room that came standard in every home when she had been a teenager. Up until then, Tessa had actually thought she'd prefer the Natural lifestyle like her parents and older siblings. Her first heat had disabused her of that notion.
She was a person who liked order and control. Estrous had reduced her to a quivering mass of flesh that had spilled her scent and fluids all over the room. At only 16, Tessa had been far too young to have an Alpha to help her through her cycle. At the time, she had cursed her nameless, faceless, and imaginary Alpha mate who would leave her to suffer in painful arousal. Two days after her heat had broken, she made arrangements to visit the Omega clinic and start the medicine that had kept her heat-free and in control of herself for the last ten years.
All she had to do was take her little pill every day, and she was protected from estrous and Alphas - two birds with one stone as her Omega grandmother used to say. The pill not only stopped her cycle, but it also masked her scent so that she only had to reveal her dynamic if SHE chose to do so. Things had gotten much better for Omegas since her grandmother's time, but there were still some hold outs in the "Old Alpha Club" who thought all Omegas should be kept at home under guard and in heat or breeding.
Tessa wasn't ashamed of her dynamic. She'd declared it when she started school, and then again when she started at Xylar Ind. She knew what she was capable of and what she wasn't. No, she'd never beat an Alpha in a feat of strength or endurance, but give her a spreadsheet with numbers, and she'd have the taxes and the budget finished for the next year before someone else could even figure out the totals at the bottom.
Coming to a full stop in the lobby at the Xylar corporate offices, Tessa tilted her up as she cast her thoughts back to her morning. She had taken her pill this morning, right?
Shaking off the thought, she continued to her department's floor. One day late wouldn't hurt. She'd missed a random day here or there before. She'd just make sure to take it tomorrow. She had to get to work on her presentation for the board on Friday, and she only had three days to gather her data. It would be her first presentation to the executives, and it had to be perfect.
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Three days later...
Tairen Xylar stood by his chair at the head of the table in the boardroom nodding his head in greeting to the men and women circulating around the room before the meeting started. Glancing around the room, he absently noted those who wouldn't or couldn't meet his gaze, but he paid much closer attention to those few who met his emerald gaze and boldly held it for a few minutes before looking down and away.

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