Taming His Fragile Alpha
I knew the animal representation of an Alpha was a lion, because naturally, they considered themselves the kings and leaders of everything.
And then, there were the last two. I had written that Betas were represented by foxes, clever, adaptable, the second-in-command who kept the empire running behind the scenes. But for the Omega? I had written a bird. Because to the rest of the world, to the high-society Alphas of the court, an Omega only truly existed when they were locked inside a cage, singing for their master.
I rolled onto my back to gaze up at my room ceiling. My forearms were still throbbing slightly from where Kei’s wooden stick had struck earlier.