“I- I’m- I’m fine- I- I’m- uhm-”, Markus didn’t feel comfortable around Ray. “I’m d-done- and- and I’d- I w- I would- uhm- like- I’d- wanna- uhm- I- want to- to g-go- go h-home…”. He couldn’t help stuttering, afraid. He didn’t want to be an omega. Omegas’ were toys, housewives at best. It’s what he had always been to alphas -getting harassed in alleys, used, abused in relationships. He was happiest alone, and with his brother.
Ray looked at him with worried eyes. After some moments he sighed softly but nooded. “Okay if that is what you want..please be careful on your way I don’t want you to get hurt..I know I am an alpha but I don’t want you to be in pain..so I want you to be okay..”he said softly with a reassuring smile. He gently guided to the door in case he wanted out
Markus knew getting home was pretty much impossible. He had not the slightest idea where he was, and he didn’t have his cane with him -Ray had forgotten to grab it at the park.
“Th-tha-ank y-y-o-you…”, he mumbled. He just wanted out. He was sure another omega would find him and help him.
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