Bradley POV
Gosh what is wrong with me? Whenever I see that stupid alpha, Max, I get so nervous and anxious. I just need to cool off, maybe find Tank
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Bradley:"Tank!
I call for him as I walk around his house. After a little Tank comes out of the bathroom, I smile and walk over to him
Bradley:"Hey babe, I think we should talk. Y'know how springs coming up and all?
Tank:"uhh yea I know, why?
I sigh at his stupidity and cross my arms
Bradley:"well spring is when omegas, like myself, go into heat. And I need a big strong alpha to come help me~
I say in a flirty tone as I run my finger down his chest. I was expecting him to say something but he just stared at me confused
Tank:"well, you can get some alpha to help you if you want
My eyes widen in shock as I cross my arms again
Bradley:"um, what? No no no no no, you're supposed to help me
Tank:"why would I do that?"
Bradley:"because you're my alpha!"
Tank:"and? I don't wanna fuck you, I don't like boys. The only reason I'm your alpha is because you had no one"
I could feel tears in my eyes. My throat went dry and I fix my posture
Bradley:"f-fine...if that's how you feel so be it. I don't need you.."
I say in a shaky voice as I turn around and storm out of the apartment in tears
I sit on the sidewalk, crying with my knees to my chest until I hear a familiar voice. I look up to see who it was and...
