57: My ocean of love for you

Massimo

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How far could a man go for the woman he loves?

I was sure the list would be too long, but I would be the first to become gay in front of others to stay around the woman he loves.

"Aren’t you too muscular to become an omega?" Elijah, the head omega, pointed out the moment we were left alone. He was a middle-aged man. "You should have joined the Warriors instead of joining us, young man." Without saying anything, I just heard him.

I was still in the hospital gown because there was a dress code for omegas in the pack, and Elijah was going to provide me with the cloth. So he took me to the locker room first.

"Personal Omegas wear black trousers, a white shirt, and a black waistcoat. A dress like a waiter," He said, unlocking the biggest locker loaded with new clothes for omegas. "Pick your size,"

He immediately hissed when he realized that there wasn’t a white shirt in my size. "Damn it! I told you that your body doesn’t look like an omega. Are you sure you’re an omega?" He aske