“Can… can I ask what you are?…”, Markus asked quietly. He would feel a lot better knowing if she was an alpha or not. Alpha’s generally scared him, and he would feel better not having to be scared of someone. Though Agnes was nice, and he’d cling to her no matter what now.
“I’m a Beta. If I was an Alpha, I most likely would have either joined them or walked away. Don’t worry, you’re safe with me.” Agnes hums softly. “I’m guessing you’re an Omega. I’ll protect you.” She rubs his back. “What’s your name?”
That explained why Markus couldn’t tell her scent. Beta’s had really weak and most often “normal” scents. Nothing as musky as alphas, or sweet like omegas. He felt safer with her, glad she wasn’t an alpha. Wasn’t going to force a bond on him.
“Markus..”, Markus replied quietly. He hoped he was really safe with Agnes.
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