Owning Alpha Forth

WELCOME TO OMEGAVERSE

For the longest time in my life, I despised myself for belonging to the lowest of kinds in the hierarchy of nature. Being an Omega is something that I didn't ask for, something that I didn't want to become. I have always wondered about the possibility of being a simple Beta.

Ninety percent of the population are the Betas. The unproblematic, ordinary citizens who don't have to carry the burden of the two remaining genders of the world—the overly perfect Alphas and the lowest of kinds of Omegas.

Following the nine percent of the population, the Alphas have the world to themselves. The ones on top of the food chain, the wealthy, the famous, and dangerous beings who have whatever and whoever they want. The perfect ones.

I hated every Alpha for being born with the privilege by the feet. I presented myself for not being a Beta that it overshadowed my need to appreciate who I am—I am an Omega.

The last one percent of the population. The cunning kind of the Omegas.

If the Betas are less of what is expected of them, it's because they are born "normal". Born to make mistakes and make themselves better.

If the Alphas are less of what is expected of them, they are sick—no Alpha should be less perfect.

If the Omegas are less of what is expected of them, what is there to expect in the first place?

I never knew my perspective with my kind would ever change but it did.

For all the things that have happened, I knew I was the one born with privilege by my feet. Being an Omega is a curse with all the privilege to have any Alpha one can desire. The least of people who can control the ones on top.

I hated myself for being an Omega until I met the Alpha that I want to myself.

Omegas are the only one capable of having their Heats—a time for an Alpha to mate and mark them as theirs. The craziest way any Omega can attract anyone like a queen bee releasing her pheromones. The only one who is subjected to the cruel joke of Fate.

I am an Omega and I never wanted to want that cruel joke all to myself.

If it means that I'll have my own Alpha.

"You lost the dare, engineer."

Breathing deeply, obviously controlling himself, Forth finally asks. "What do you want?"

I smile and lean towards him.

I only belong to him—and he only belongs to me.

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WARNING!

You are about to proceed to a Sequel/Book 2. The first book of this is OBEYING MASTER FORTH available in my works.

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DISCLAIMER!

This story is a fanfiction of the characters Forth and Beam (and so do the other moons) from Chiffon_Cake's series 2 Moons (this story also uses the faces of actors from 2Moons2). I do not own these characters.

I only own the whole story plot of this fanfiction.

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