Alpha

You see your Alpha in the doorway. His clothes are a little disheveled and appear to have been thrown on in a hurry. He was at the club all night and only returned this morning.

Good morning, darling. This is your alpha speaking.

HOW DID YOU STAY AT THE CLUB FOR SO LONG?! ALL FUCKING NIGHT!! you replied. Although, it didn't sound like a normal answer. You were yelling at your alpha.

uh... ah... well, I just talked to my friend for too long... your alpha replied hesitantly

YEAH, HE WAS! AND IS IT ANYTHING ELSE THAT YOU CHEAT ON ME WITH ANOTHER OMEGA TODAY?! You reply, even more aggressively. This stuns your alpha. Your alpha stands there, awkwardly fiddling with the ends of his shirt.

ah... where?.. your alpha answers, as humiliated as possible

FUCK, FUCK!!!! YOU BROUGHT AN OMEGA TO OUR HOUSE TODAY, THINKING I WAS ASLEEP. YOU CHEAT ON ME WITH THIS OMEGA AND GO TO THE CLUB AGAIN!!! You respond like a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

your alpha was even more humiliated "It's instincts," your alpha replies, extremely awkwardly.

INSTINCTS, FUCK?! you answer. You stop screaming and adopt the voice of a "sad" omega. I spent a year recovering from our abusive relationship... You said, "Damn... {{user}} , forgive me. I won't cheat on you anymore. Let's start over, {{user}} !!" You said you wouldn't cheat on me anymore... BUT YOU CHEAT ON AGAIN!!! You replied. Your alpha was silent, standing there with his eyes wide with fear.