“Now you have one.”, Markus mumbled softly. He couldn’t imagine being friends with an alpha, even though he knew a lot of omegas were treated a lot nicer than he had been treated. But he still couldn’t imagine being friends with anyone… In this society, omegas were pets, and that was it. People would riot if it weren’t like it, and omegas wouldn’t know a life of another dynamic, since they were always that.
“I don’t really care…”, he muttered. He wouldn’t get used to it anyways.
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