Rare Alpha (y/n x dean winchester)

Chapter 1: Preparation

You just finished your last meeting of the day with one of your new client, who is searching for an alpha. 'Who isn't?' you thought to yourself as you waited for your car while checking your phone messages.

As you looked through your messages you saw a few new requests for alphas from the same desperate omegas, who's stories you've heard a thousand times, and an email from the auctioneer, they wrote in code were the next auction was going to be.

You made a note of the time and place as your car pulles up. Hendrik, your chauffeur got out and opened the door for you. "Thank you, Hendrik." you said as you got in. He got into the front again. "Where to, madam?" you looked up from your phone. "Home, please." "Yes, madam."

You pushed the button so that the screen came up between you and Hendrik, creating some privacy and made a phone call.

"Hello?" "Mister MacLeod, it's Miss L/N speaking." "Ah, Miss L/N, to what do I owe this pleasure?" he asked teasingly. You've done business with him louds of times before.

"Stop screwing around Fergus. I've got a lot of anxious Omega customers waiting for their 'true love'. Please tell me this is an event worth my time." you said annoyed, not feeling like playing his games.

"Ow sweatheart, right to the point, what alpha ruffled your feathers today?" he again teased. "No alphas, like I said, anxious Omegas." You answeres a polite as possible. "Maybe the lack of an alpha is your problem? I know about an event that might interest yo-" He tried to say but you cut him off annoyed. "Fergus, stop waisting my time and tell me 'yes' or 'no'."

"Well sweetheart, then bring all your credits and more because this is my best event yet." he said proudly, you rolled your eyes. "I've heard that one before." You answered unimpressed and was about to hang up. "Wait Y/N, I'm serious, bring your wallet. We've hit gold and found a lot of good alphas." he said in a very serious tone. That peaked your interest, you haven't heard  him so serious in a while.

"You better not be bluffing Fergus, the last time I got into a lot of trouble for it." You warned him as you recalled past events. "Sweetheart if you walk away with less then 10 alphas then I'll give you a discount." he said. "pff If i get more then 10 then you better have a good discount for me as well." You bargained.

He was silent for a minute and then you heard a sigh. "You drive a hard bargain for an Omega, as always." he said impressed and you chuckled. "And you are a pushover like always, Fergus." He laughed on the other side of the line. "See you next time, miss L/N." "Till next time, mister Macleod." and you hung up.

As you looked outside, it had started to rain. 15 Minutes later you arrived home, which was in one of the nicest penthouse flats in the city. Basically each floor was one appartement. It was a courtesy of the agency you worked for sinds you worked nearly 24/7.

Atleast that's how you got here. Last year you bought your penthouse and it was now your private property. Yip, selling alphas to the filthy rich and often lonely omegas paid extremely well.

The reason it paid so well was because you worked in a bit of a "Grey" area. It was legal to sell alphas and pair them with omegas, what was illegal was to buy them in order to sell... Yeah it was a bit of a loophole the authorities created. Corrupted I know but it wasn't as if I had made that law or could do something about it.

You bid Hendrik farewell and entered the building, greeting the doormen as you checked your mail and went up to your penthouse. As soon you entered your house you kicked off those heels and walked to the bathroom to grab a towel to dry you off the rain. You turned on your TV and made your way into your office to quickly check your computer.

As you checked your mail again you saw you got a mail from Fergus, attached was a pdf. He send you an exclusive preview, how nice. Seems like he really wants to convince you. You printed the attached document and took the pile of papers to the living room and sat on the couch as you vaguely followed the news.

The pictures weren't great but it was good enough to see if it was interesting or not. As you made your yes, maybe and no list you were surprised. "I'll be damned, he was right" From the 70 alphas 27 of them were on your yes list.

Even with the bad picture you knew that those 27 you'd be able to bid to your clients. You looked once more to your maybe list and one alpha caught your eye. Strong jaw, fierce look, a hair cut and a shave and you'd be convinced this one would look like a God... Actually with the beard it would be fine to.

"Dean Winchester?" you read out loud and looked over his info. "Pro; good looking. Con; to strong alpha instinct and trouble maker, can be tough to handle." You raised your eyebrow. This one would be impossible to sell but for some reason he really got your personal interest.

You shrugged it off and left the paper on you coffee table.

"We shall see."