Whoever said that ignorance is bliss, hasn't experienced it firsthand.
I've been stuck in the hospital for about a week. The doctors had yet to figure out how to fix my system.
Since the secondary gender had appeared just a couple of generations ago, there wasn't much research on it. Let alone on a beta turned alpha and then turned dumb.
So I just had to sit there and accept all the tests and poking like I'm a lab rat. If they could, I'm sure they would have dissected me.
Luck on my part, Tom was there arguing, watching over me like a hawk.
"What's this for?"
"It should stabilize the pheromones out."
"Are you sure? I want to see the paperwork."
"Sir, the more you waste our time, the worse his state will get."
"Last time I checked, you don't need to suck him dry collecting blood samples just to stabilize the pheromones. I want the paperwork. "
The nurse puffed in frustration, giving the papers. Tom smiled sarcastically.
"This states that you only need a vial of blood."
