Msm Oc Novels & Stories

Judge less, empathize more. Dozens of other Omegas had started sharing their own stories, marriages entered for financial security, for immigration status, for family pressure. A whole community of people who understood that sometimes love was not the starting point but the destination. But the other camp was equally vocal and significantly more vicious. This is why people don't trust male Omegas. Always looking for a wealthy Alpha to exploit. He's a prostitute who sold himself and now trapped his client with a baby. Disgusting. Marriage is supposed to be sacred. This is a mockery of real relationships.

Maddox The scent hit me before he even stood up from the table. Sweet, slick, charged with something primal that clung to the air like invisible steam. I could taste it on the back of my tongue, even if I kept my jaw tight and my breathing shallow. Omegas in pre-heat always smelled potent, but there was something about this one. It was something I couldn’t quite put a name to. Like the scent was made just for me.

On the way home, Alex spotted an ice cream shop. Alex insisted on stopping by, but I was anxious about people. The news about Alex being an escort just came out and everybody's eyes are on us. People are waiting for our next move like hawks eyeing their prey. As much as I tried to convince Alex that we could just buy and leave, he wouldn't budge. He wanted to stay in the shop and eat inside.