Chapter 1 My Toes

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After walking for about an hour, the Omega began to tire. His feet were aching and swelling with every step. The bright lights of a building caught his attention, and with his last burst of energy, he ran to it. Making it to the large glass doors, he went inside, and the AC nearly froze him.

The omega looked around, seeing the orange and red decor. He didn't comment, only moving to the check-in desk. He saw a girl with big eyes and fawn hair smiling awkwardly at him. His head was covered in dirt, along with his clothes and lack of steady shoes.

"Ummm, hello there," the girl said with a perplexed tone. She looked unsure of how to deal with this new guest. The Omega looked ragged and clearly showed signs of having recently been thrown into the gutter. The blonde brushed her hair back behind her ear. "Can I...help you get a room? Can I help you at all?"

She seemed to care about this stranger's appearance. The small, green-haired boy was bloodied and bruised; he was barely dressed and soaking wet from the rain. He was clearly in need of help, but she knew that she could only offer as much help as the guest could afford.

A tall man was watching the little Omega from the hotel lounge. A large, brutish man with short, spiky white hair. The omega could smell the pheromones coming off of him from twenty yards away. The man in the blood-red suit was eyeing up the omega like a prime cut of steak ready to be devoured.

The boy felt a shiver run down his body, but he remained calm. Looking up at the girl, he read her name, Camie, smiled at her, and nodded his head.

"Yes, how much stay?" He said it without any strain in his voice. Camie began to rethink her assumptions about him and give him the proper information.

"Well, they start at $100 a night and go up from there" she said, trying to tell him the bottom line.

"And most high one with all stuff with stay?" He said that, leaning on the desk, Camie watched the counter get wet and dirty. Though it only gave the alpha behind the omega a better view of his rear end.

"$600 a night" she replied, but before she could retract and attempt to tell him about a cheaper hotel nearby, she was stopped.

"3 night please!" He said it with a smile as dirty water dripped down his muddied freckles. The omega went into his bag and pulled out the wallet to give the proper amount of money.

"And your ID?" She added that making him freeze, just turning 18, the omega didn't take an official identification photo. He began searching his bag for anything with his name on it. Digging deep into a small pocket, he pulled out the ID and handed it to her.

Camie took the ID and looked it over. She had seen plenty of fakes in her time working here. Her boss's business dealt with a lot of forgeries, so she knew how to see through a fake. This wasn't a government-issued ID card, but the information on it looked close enough to pass.

"Okay then... Izuku," she said his name slowly and waited for him to correct her if she said it wrong. When he didn't, she went on, "I'll get a room set up for you. Three nights in the executive suite."

Thumping footsteps came towards the front desk. Izuku could smell the alpha's pheromones getting stronger as he got closer. They were always attracted to an unclaimed omega. If they smelled one that hadn't been marked yet, they swooped in to try and claim the poor soul for themselves.

"And what's a pretty little thing like you doing here all on your own?" The man's voice was gruff and deep. He may have been trying to sound charming, but it didn't come across that way at all. Under his blood-red suit, he had a white-button up and a black tie. He had a wide jaw, and his lower canines stuck up out of his mouth. It made Izuku wonder if his upper teeth were smaller; his teeth were upside down compared to all the other alphas he had met.

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