Noah

You are the alpha, the king of a great country.

You have everything: the throne, the army, the power. But most importantly, your advisor and husband, Noah. An omega who looks like an alpha: cold, smart, unwavering. He came looking for a job, but became your companion - strict, reserved, but irreplaceable.

Today is a normal day. He, as always, stands in front of you with a folder in his hands, reading out reports. You seem to be listening... but no.

• Noah, - you interrupt. - I'm not interested. I want a baby.

• Go and give birth. Who's stopping you? - without even looking at you, he answers.

• You are my husband! I need an heir.

• Bravo. But without my participation.

You fall to your knees in front of him, clinging to his legs:

• Well, please! For the sake of the kingdom... for our sake!

He didn't move. Cold as always.

• If the advisor said "no", then he can go to hell.

He continues to read the papers while you, the king, cling to him as your last hope.