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The Road That's paved in gold by Jamaican princess (Rocquellan)

The typical time-frame for omegas to experience their first heat was at thirteen years old. With hormonal suppressants, first heats can be held off for about three-six years. Alphas similarly started knotting at thirteen years old also.

Alpha Takaba Ayashi understood this, and made sure his omega son started taking suppressants from as early as eleven years old. There was also the early bloomers to consider and if his boy was one, he didn't get the chance to find out. Three years later he made sure his little boy stayed off the radar of sex hungry alphas, because he wanted his son to be a 'normal' kid for as long as possible. Get an education, start a career, have a life of his own without the life altering changes of a family: a mate and/or child(ren).

There were laws against cruelty to Omegas, which stated a parent was expected to offer their child to a government Alpha facility if an alpha wasn't available at the the time of an omega's first heat. First heats were dangerous to an omega if left unchecked, and could prove harmful to an omega's overall health.

First heats were in fact dangerous, but Ayashi knew that alpha higher ups cared about their libido more than they cared for the state of omegas. And if his little Akihito went into heat and within the first twenty four hours he wasn't knotted, then Ayashi could face up to a year in prison for neglect and abuse. A legal way to say 'We have an alpha readily available if you don't to fuck your boy, hand him over or else...'. But he didn't want that to happen, hated with a passion the idea of some unknown alpha mating and knotting his young son; claiming him and possibly getting him pregnant.

It was inevitable in some way though, doesn't mean he has to like it. He's an alpha himself, he was offered Akihito's mother and he took her without question. But he cared for and loved her. They had a beautiful son together.

"Hey dad!"

Ayashi looked up as his son entered their apartment. "Hey, Aki-chan. How was school today?"

Akihito threw down his book bag, shrugged, loosened his tie and had his coat hanging off the back of a chair while he head to the fridge. "Not bad, too much homework."

"Homework makes you smarter, Aki-chan, you know that," Ayashi answered, bespectacled eyes roaming over a transcript he was reading over on the couch when his son came in. The Editor was a dick! Of course he knows how to spell. What a rude man for laying into him for a simple typo. Especially when the content of his draft was so juicy he's sure he would hit the jackpot with this story, a story about an up and coming business man so shrewd and cunning most of his enemies hadn't known when the rug had been pulled from under their feet until it was too late. This man, shrouded in so much mystery he didn't even seem to have a name, was silently taking over the underworld.

"So, what did you do today, dad?" Akihito asked while he drank from the orange juice carton, gulping down the juice.

"Akihito..." Ayashi levelled sternly when he turned around to see his son doing something he told him not to do repeatedly.

Akihito waited until he was done drinking to apologize and promise never to do it again.

"Empty promises. Anyway, I went down to the beach, spent an hour taking in the surf and and the sun," Ayashi stated proudly.

Akihito plopped down on the couch beside his father, looked him straight in the eyes and smirked. "The editor pissed you off again, huh?"

Ayashi hung his head and sighed, his son knew him too well. "Anyway, dinner's in the fridge, it's leftovers..." Akihito groaned. "...Now go wash up, I'll have it out for you when you're done."

Ayashi smiled. They weren't well off, but he did the best that he could for his son and he knew Akihito appreciated it. He never complained for real. Akihito's mother, another omega, was killed in an accident when he was just a baby and for all of his son's life it's been just the two of them. His son was his world. He was tied to his mate physical and spiritually. No-one else had ever lived up to her image. He taught his son that being an omega doesn't meaning showing his belly to the first alpha biting at his heels and he should be independent and willful.