Alexander

The sky wept, and with each tear, the meticulously applied perfume that typically veiled my true omega scent was systematically washed away, leaving me exposed. My feet, no longer finding purchase on the slick, rain-soaked earth, betrayed me, sending me sprawling to the ground. The impact, though not severe, was enough to rip my clothes slightly, revealing a jagged scar on my neck—a constant, burning testament to the genesis of my profound animosity towards alphas. It was a searing memento of the day my former alpha, without a flicker of remorse, shattered our bond, discarding me for the allure of another omega.

As I lay there, vulnerable and seething, the hurried approach of footsteps reached my ears. A female alpha, her concern palpable even through the downpour, quickly rushed to my side. Despite the throbbing wounds now blooming on my arm and leg from the fall, my resolve remained unyielding. A bitter scowl contorted my face as I vehemently rejected her outstretched hand. "Go away!" I snarled, the words laced with a venomous frustration that even the rain couldn't dampen. "Don't you dare touch me!" My voice, though strained, carried an unmistakable threat, a clear barrier against any unwanted compassion.

A childish omega girl and needy girl