The UsUk Collection

Omegas and Cats

Alfred's cat, Hero, keeps disappearing in the morning every single day. Although the cat returns a few hours later, the Alpha male wonders where his feline companion disappears to. One day, the answer comes to him. Literally.

Loud knocks woke Alfred up from his afternoon Sunday nap. The knocks turned into continuous banging that chased away the Alpha's drowsiness. He groaned in discontent. It was a lovely nap that he was in; an escape from the stress of the past week. And now some stranger took it away from him.

Forcing himself to the door, he opened it ajar with a lazy scowl. Nevertheless, he was greeted back with a death glare.

For some reason, the glare belonged to a short male with a mop of golden hair and green eyes that - how should he described them - were similar to glowing emeralds that even the wealthy can't afford. Priceless jewels he thought.

Although those green emeralds of his were piercing through his soul, they were beautiful. He wanted to stare into them; have them be the first thing he sees when he wakes up, and the last before he sleeps.

Along with those gemstones was an alluring scent of an unmated omega. A scent of flowers and honey entered Alfred's nose, stirring his insides and sending blood towards his southern regions. He couldn't help but breath unevenly and gawk at the delicious, heavenly-scented omega standing right outside the door of his suburban home.

"Excuse me," said the beautiful stranger, his words pronounced profusely with a lovely british accent. "I believe this cat belongs to you?"

A fuzzy white ball of fur appeared under Alfred's peripheral vision, but his ocean blue eyes never left the pool of emeralds scowling up at him.

"Were you aware that your cat has been visiting my home for god knows how many times?" He snapped, strange yet cute eyebrows furrowed down.

Alfred slowly shook his head in reply. Well, he did know Hero has been leaving the house everyday, but since he always returned safely every time, Alfred didn't bother him. Why would he scold his pet? Hero looks so happy and energetic whenever he returns home after leaving the house.

"I live right next to you and you didn't know your cat has been leaving your house unattended?"

Holy shit.

This gorgeous omega has been living right next door this entire time?!

"You should pay attention to your cat more," the short male scolded. For a small omega like him, Alfred was a little taken back by his attitude.

What a feisty little omega.

But Alfred like that.

"As a cat owner myself, the fact that you neglect your pet is very irresponsible. This little tosser has been, dare I say, courting my Scottish Fold. It appears he's been entering my home without me knowing. Only today have I finally found the reason why my own cat is pregnant."

Alfred didn't know how to reply. He was hypnotized by this omega's beauty and scent.

"Hello?" The latter growled. "Did you hear me? I said your cat got my Winston pregnant."

The omega was angry now. Alfred could see and smell it. The sweet scent of honey was replaced by something bitter and almost venomous. He's never smelt something like this from an angry omega before.