Bonded
He slid one in front of the omega who frowned at it.
“Oi, get him something nicer than that," Brite interjected, moving the beer away. “Omegas don't do well with alcohol and definitely not this pisswash. Hey, lady, you got any juice or something?"
The beta maid gave the omega a sympathizing look.
“We got an omega special, if you like. Nemuri's girl was an omega so she always keeps some handy."
“Perfect," Brite replied before turning to raise his eyebrow at his leader. “Oi, Boss. You got to treat your mate right."
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