Being in a world ruled by a hierarchy of nature is something I despise. I hate it. I hate the way it works, how nature works. I hate how it defines who I am and who I should become. I hate being born an Omega

“Your pheromone scent and level are stronger than ever, Doc Ronan. I would have to give you a stronger suppressant pill. We will keep in the same dosage and use but we are switching them to another higher brand. According to some of my patients, this pill usually makes them feel drowsy throughout the day so I advise you to take a day or three leave when your Heat comes just to see the effect of pills on you…”Ronan attentively list

Ronan is panting and shaking from all the fear inside of him.He didn’t ask for this. He didn’t want this. He never wanted someone to be involved with his miserable self like this. He never wanted to ruin his friendship with anyone like this.

Cross is trying hard to calm himself down. He’s breathing too harshly and he’s controlling it by taking slow and deep breaths one at a time. With his heart’s pace, it still seems to be attempting to break his chest bones. He splashes more water on his face then looks at his reflection through the foggy mirror in front of him.He wanted to laugh at himself but all he could do was smirk like crazy.

An Omega’s Heat is like the menstruation to women, but unlike menstruation where the possibility of getting pregnant is low to none—the Heat is the peak of the pregnancy possibility for Omegas especially when he mated with an Alpha. A healthy Alpha’s sperm ensures the highest possibility of pregnancy; that is if the Omega doesn’t have any health and physical issues.Ronan knows perfectly how much he enjoyed being