The newly elected leader turned the page on the items of which he wanted to speak about. The things he wanted to change. Clearing his throat, he spoke into the microphone. "Omegas are the stains in our society. Whores that just spread their legs and tempt good men and women to succumb to their tricks. Drag good people into traps. Their entire lives are spent begging for sex. And when they get it, they are greedy and beg for more. They will argue, say they're oppressed, some even claiming their mating bite is a means in which to control them. Because they don't want a lifelong partner, a mate, they just want to be used by anyone who is willing to touch them."
The moment the bunker started to smell like freshly baked cookies, Hyunjin sprung up and made a break toward Felix's room, knowing his heat had officially started. On schedule, thankfully.
Han was currently in the 'dying' phase of his heat, were he had no energy, was running too high of a fever, was nauseous to the point he couldn't put anything on his stomach, had an unbearable migraine, had lost too much blood, and his body was producing so much slick it had soaked most of the nest.
Kissing Han's forehead, Changbin promised he would be back to check on him a little later, but was going to go see Felix for his heat as well.
It always broke the pack's hearts to have to split time with the scheduled omega in heat, and Han in his random heats. They did their best to have their heat schedules spread out so no one overlapped, but no matter how many times they attempted to get Han regular, his body never did. After the first three years as a pack, they came to accept he never would.
From early on, they knew something wasn't right with Han's body. Some condition that he must have, as he always experienced worse heats, produced a stronger scent, had resistance to blockers and suppressants, and the excessive, random, more aggressive heats just confirmed it. The problem, however, was that Han couldn't go to any medical professional to see what was wrong.
After the new law was activated, any medical staff were legally obligated to report any possible omega patient to the government. Any symptom, medication, treatment, diagnosis, condition, or complaint that was omega-based was required to be reported.
When pregnant beta mothers presented to a health facility for the first time in their pregnancy, their blood would be drawn to check to see what the baby would be. If the blood came back type pure B, the baby was going to be a beta, just like the mother. If it came back type AB, the baby was going to be an alpha. If it came back type BO, the pregnancy would be immediately terminated, as the baby was going to be an omega.
Any births that happened where a mother didn't receive medical treatment prior to the baby being born, for instance not realizing they were pregnant, the baby would have their blood drawn immediately after birth. This would be especially difficult for mothers who just birthed a baby, and had nurses return to their room empty handed.
Jeongin was at work again, being a masseuse at a spa were he could blame any mishaps of his scent to the products used. Though, the omegas that did leave the bunker, everyone but Han, would take suppressants on a specific schedule, take scent blockers daily, wear scent gland patches, and dress to cover their neck.
They all chose jobs that would fit around their scents, disguising themselves even more in society. And their excuses for their scheduled heats, which were not a regular twenty eight day cycle as it would be for an omega naturally- due to their medication routine, was for inconspicuous reasons. Gastroenteritis, influenza, conjunctivitis, and other believable multiple-day illnesses. Felix had told the bakery he worked at that he had Irritable Bowel Disease, and was experiencing a flare up.
