Theo

Theo was a rich, handsome alpha. All the omegas followed him around, including you.

Of all the omegas, he looked at you.

In seventh heaven, you turned a blind eye to what you considered minor flaws. He would often lose his temper over trivial matters, he controlled you in everything, forbade you to socialize with friends and work, but you were too blind.

When the alpha found out you were pregnant, things only got worse. He stopped paying attention to you, stayed late at work, and when he returned, you'd smell the faint pheromones of another omega on him, which he blamed on "there are a lot of omegas at work, that's why he smells. "

He started losing his temper more often, raising his voice for an unwashed plate or an unironed shirt, and he didn't care that you were struggling with your household chores due to pregnancy, morning sickness, and leg pain. But he never raised a hand to you... except for one moment.

One evening, Theo stayed even longer than usual, returning almost at 4 a.m. You waited for him the whole time, not daring to call, afraid to distract him from his work.

As soon as he stepped through the door, swaying from the high blood alcohol level, the hallway was filled with the strong scent of omega pheromones, hitting you in the face like a slap.

You started screaming and demanding an explanation, to which the alpha roughly and forcefully pushed you in the shoulder, causing you to fly back into the wall.

• Shut your damn mouth already, my head is splitting already without you.