#alpha garrett graham

[ Description: It wasn't unusual for two omegas or two alphas to fight over the same potential mate, it was common for alphas and omegas to be picky over who they chose to spend their life with. What wasn't common, was for an omega who wanted nothing to do with an alpha or alphas.

You unintentionally caught the attention of Garrett Graham and Dean Di Laurentis, two of Briar University notorious alphas. Known for their playboy ways, and leaving a trail of heartbroken omegas, betas, even a few alphas behind them.

You wanted nothing to do with them, absolutely nothing. In fact, you enjoyed being left alone, left to your figure skating and teaching degree in the works.

It would've stayed that way too, if you didn't cave to Allie and Hannah's persistent pestering about that stupid party... ]

Pairing: Alpha Garrett Graham x Alpha Dean Di Laurentis x Figure Skater Female Omega Reader

Note: I feel like we all saw this coming… welcome to my newest hyper-fixation. Off Campus x Reader, and make it omegaverse. Enjoy my loves!

If you don't like it, or you don't agree with what I write please leave. As always, I am not apologizing for what is coming next!

Will be posted on this tumblr account and my AO3 account: thewriters64 NOWHERE else.

Masterlist: https://www.tumblr.com/eizousposts/814811204951425024/hello-and-welcome-masterlist

Next part: https://www.tumblr.com/eizousposts/818436042074013696/hyperindependent

Warnings: No use of y/n / reader is female / A/B/O dynamics / non-traditional alpha and beta dynamics / oblivious reader / hyper-independence / mentions of heats / miscommunication! / additional warnings may be added!

Word count: 2.1k

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Omega reader: who is perfectly content with being alone, focusing on her education, growing as a person, making lifelong friends. A courtship is the furthest thing in the back of her mind.

Omega reader: who honestly doesn’t really like alphas… they’re pushy, arrogant, their scents burn her nose, and they think with their knots before anything else.

Omega reader: who will fully encourage her friends to pursue a courtship, she would never deny or try to sabotage someone else’s happiness because it doesn’t align with hers.

Omega reader: who believes in love, and courtship, it just… it isn’t a priority to her. It never has been.

Omega reader: who was learning how to skate before she could walk, her sire a hockey player, her mother a figure skater coach. You could say it runs in the family.

Omega reader: who found her calling in figure skating, she loves it. Loves everything about it, and has the goal of going to the Olympics.

Omega reader: who also has a fall back plan in case it doesn’t work out, a college professor. She loves teaching just as much as skating.

Omega reader: who would much rather shove her nose in a book before going to party, unfortunately for her… she can’t say no to her two friends. Allie and Hannah.

Omega reader: who shows up with Allie and Hannah to a celebration party thrown for the college hockey team winning or something like that? She wasn’t quite paying attention to that detail.

Omega reader: who immediately sits in the corner curled up in a chair, with her nose shoved in a book.

Omega reader: who is dragged to the middle of the dance floor by Allie, and eventually “lets loose” allowing the music to guide her body.

Omega reader: who catches the attention of alpha Garrett Graham and alpha Dean Di Laurentis.

Omega reader: who politely rejects them when they approach, scrunching her nose when they offer her their wrist in order for her get an inhale of their scents.

Omega reader: who leaves the two alphas, along with the rest of their team, pack, with their mouth agape’s. No one rejects Garrett or Dean. No one. All of the counterparts found their scents irresistible. Except you, apparently.

Omega reader: who vanished after that, the alphas could only catch faint traces of your scent lingering in places. In the hallways, in a classroom, around the bottom seats of the stadium, if lucky enough, maybe a whiff off of it on another student that you perhaps sat next to during a lecture.

Omega reader: who honestly hasn’t thought about either of them, not even once. The only reason you remember them is Allie’s crazy hook up stories with the blonde one. Or Hannah’s complaints about the brunette blowing off their tutoring sessions. Their names, forgettable.

Omega reader: who has a skating partner that she cannot stand, an alpha who believed omegas shouldn't be in sports. An outdated way of thinking, but she had to admit... they skated beautifully together. Always synchronized, always perfect. The judges loved the two together, even the crowd did when there was a competition going on.

Omega reader: who had practice an hour before the college hockey team every single day, which she was extremely thankful for. The one time her coach rented out the ice rink after the hockey team, it reeked. It was a suffocating blend of sweat, old musk, unmistakable territorial posturing.

If it were socially acceptable, she had no doubt each alpha on said hockey team would be christening every inch of the rink just to stake a claim and keep everyone else away. It was disgusting.

Omega reader: who is a whole different person while in a pair of skates, confident, outgoing, assertive… from afar she had been mistaken for another counterpart. From up close though, there was no denying she what she truly was.

Omega reader: who is proud of her counterpart, of being an omega. She didn’t try to smother her scent, hiding it from everyone else? Why? They don’t do it, why should she? Scent patches are expensive. Especially the kind that completely hide one’s scent.

It was honestly a completely hypocritical way of thinking, if an alpha can get away without wearing scent patches, neutralizer spray, etc. so couldn’t an omega, there wasn’t a law that stated she needed to, not anymore at least.

This doesn’t mean she doesn’t wear scent patches, she does. Omega reader knows the very real statistics of omega attacks on a daily basis. All because some alpha couldn’t keep it in his pants, or couldn’t control his instincts.

She just chose to wear the ones that muted her scent, and always carried a neutralizer spray on her. If not for her, then one of her friends, or on occasion a distressed omega.

Omega reader: who had a less than pleasant first time experience, and kinda swore off more… intimate relationships. She did not want to go through that again, so she spends her heats alone.

Omega reader: who honestly finds it insulting when her alpha friends try to “take care” of her, scenting her, bringing her food, offering a jacket, even bringing her a scented object for her nest.

She didn’t ask. Besides, she’s an independent omega, she can take care, provide for herself. She doesn’t need some alpha, or even her friends to look out for her. There are plenty of other omegas on and off campus, that are just dying to have someone take care of them.

Omega reader: who has rejected, politely! Alphas who have tried to start a courtship with her. She’s sure they’re great, lovely alphas, but not for her.

Omega reader: who sees Garrett and Dean in passing but never makes an effort to talk, or even acknowledge them. Why would you? You can’t even remember their names…

Omega reader: who, on occasion will go to a hockey game with Hannah. You have your nose in a book, but hey? At least you’re there.

Omega reader: who has no idea that Garrett and Dean try, and more times than not fail at discreetly inhaling your scent when it rubs off on Allie and Hannah. You were quite the affectionate omega when it came to your friends, pack.

Omega reader: who has no idea that Allie and Hannah are more than amused by their behavior, it was like watching two pups try to latch onto their mothers. So, they encouraged the behavior…

The two girls practically rolled around in your scent, hanging out in your den, stealing a piece of clothing from your closet. Asking for a cuddle, a hug, maybe a nuzzle if they were feeling brave, you would nip if they weren’t careful.

Omega reader: whose practice runs a little late, and ends up entrancing Garrett and Dean. Unintentionally and unknowingly, the last time the boys saw you move this fluently, this sensual, was the party all those months ago.

Omega reader: who skates off the rink and walks out of the arena before they made it halfway down the stairs. Once again, vanishing.

Omega reader: who has no idea that Garrett and Dean have started to ask random questions about you to anyone who knew you or of you. Practically begging for any scraps of information about you, since you were so adamant about avoiding them. You weren’t avoiding them.

Omega reader: who has unfortunately walked in on Allie and Dean more times than you would like to admit. Squeaking before slamming the door shut, yelling a thousand apologies and practically running out of the apartment.

Omega reader: who doesn’t quite understand Hannah’s and Garrett’s dynamic but never pried, what they did in their free time was up to them.

Omega reader: who finally speaks to Dean, five words exactly. “I believe these are yours.”

In your outstretched hand, was a pair of boxers. His boxers that you found underneath the sofa in your shared apartment, when you were cleaning.

You maintained eye contact, and didn’t look the least bit embarrassed about the fact you were holding a dirty pair of boxers in front of his face, in front of his pack, in the middle of a college hallway.

As soon as he grabs them, nonchalantly mind you. You had wiped your hand off on the side of your jeans, with the identical scrunched up nose you had the first night you met. Walking past him before he could say anything flirty in response.

Omega reader: who accidentally tackles and punches Garrett when she heard the front door of her shared apartment opens and closes. Hannah, sweet, sweet Hannah, had asked Garrett to stop over and grab one of her textbooks that she forgot for their tutoring session.

She was stuck in a class and had an appointment right after their session, she didn’t have time to drive all the way to the apartment and back to Garrett’s.

Omega reader: who immediately feels like shit after she saw the blood trickling out of his now split lip.

“Why would you do that!?” You choked out, a hand flying to your mouth. Eyes darting rapidly to his bleeding lip and his gaze. “I thought you wer– why are you smiling?”

“You’re ravishing.” Garrett murmurs, his voice thick with awe. He remains still on the floor where you had tackled him, his pupils dilate as he looks up at you.

Omega reader: who made Garrett cookies as an apology that very same night, even though he had told her multiple times that there was no need.

Omega reader: who hand delivers the cookies to Garrets den, unknowingly winning over the rest of his pack.

Omega reader: who slowly, very slowly, allows Garrett, and in extension Dean since the two seem to barely separate into her little bubble.

Omega reader: who is blunt about the fact her heat is coming up, and she’ll be taking two weeks off for it. She wasn’t ashamed. Heats are natural for omegas, or they should be at least.

Omega reader: who doesn’t understand why Garrett and Dean seem so shocked at her telling them, looking between the two with furrowed brows.

Omega reader: who rolls her eyes, telling them to “relax” that her telling them wasn’t an invitation, nor permission to go all alpha and “provide” for her. It was just a courtesy in their newly acquainted friendship?

Omega reader: who sends back every scented object the boys send her, even going as far as to put the food they sent in the fridge. Unlabeled.

Omega reader: who returns to class after the two weeks absolutely exhausted. Dark, almost black circles under your eyes, hair in a messy updo of some sort, baggy clothes. Etc.

Omega reader: who accidentally throws Garrett and Dean into an unscheduled rut because she still has that slightly more sweeter, heat filled scent on her.

Omega reader: who is a hypocrite, and sends food. Sometimes homemade food to the boys during their ruts, and just never mentions it, or confirms it was her.

Omega reader: who grimaces when they return to class, they looked just as, if not worse than you did when you returned.

Omega reader: who doesn’t really know how to feel about her newfound friendship with Garrett and Dean. It was strange…

[ Description: you have always been independent for an omega, maybe at times a little too independent. ]

Pairing: Alpha Garrett Graham x Alpha Dean Di Laurentis x Figure Skater Female Omega Reader

Note: sorry for the long wait guys, I didn't quite know what I wanted to do for part two of this mini-series, and if I’m being honest, i don’t really like this part.

There is another "version" of this prompt over on Wattpad, my dearest friend, and the very talented author that I have the pleasure of being a beta reader for. Has agreed to collaborate with me and turn this into a story with an oc, if you want to check it out their Wattpad is: mAyRaHkEee

Our collaboration will be uploaded on my AO3 but not until it has roughly 10+ chapters written.

If you don't like it, or you don't agree with what I write please leave. As always, I am not apologizing for what is coming next!

Will be posted on this tumblr account and my AO3 account: thewriters64 NOWHERE else.

Masterlist: https://www.tumblr.com/eizousposts/814811204951425024/hello-and-welcome-masterlist

Last part: https://www.tumblr.com/eizousposts/817145244509487104/playing-with-three

Next part: to be determined!

Warnings: No use of y/n / reader is female / A/B/O dynamics / non-traditional alpha and beta dynamics / oblivious reader / hyper-independence / hints of childhood trauma, if you really squint / mentions of heats / miscommunication! / additional warnings may be added!

Word count: 1k

Continue below!

You have always been independent for an omega, perhaps at times a little too independent. Your parents encouraged it though, they believed that an omega didn't need an alpha taking care of them.

Or a pack to shield them from the "big scary world" omegas weren't viewed as weak in your childhood home, you guess that mindset followed you when you left the family pack and den.

It was great in your opinion. You opened your own doors, made your own food, bought your own things, you paid your own bills, you were hired without the word of an alpha family member or friend.

You built your own furniture, or moved it into your shared den if it didn't require building. You spent your heats alone, which you preferred after the first intimate experience you had. It was bad enough to make you uncomfortable at the mere thought of sharing your heat with someone.

Even in your independence, you were nonetheless still an omega and still craved omega things. Like affection within your made pack, Allie and Hannah. You still had a major sweet tooth, you built nests, and apparently you nested more than some omegas. You liked a huge nest, enough to fit three people...

You went to protests without an alpha "protector" which is absolutely disgusting that in today's society. Omegas were pressured into bringing an alpha with them everywhere, because fellow alphas couldn't/wouldn't control themselves.

Your parents had signed you up for personal protection classes since you were a young pup, you still went to classes when you could. Again, omegas weren't viewed as weak in your household.

You confused a lot of people when you first meet them, especially alphas. Allie and Hannah were supportive of your way of living, but there were times you still threw them for a loop.

Allie more so than Hannah, simply for the fact Allie was an alpha, and for the longest time Hannah, who is a fellow omega allowed Allie to preen and provide for her.

You... not so much. You appreciated the fact that Allie wanted to do that, the preening and providing. It just, it made you uncomfortable? Like, allowing her to do that made your omega restless. You thought yourself lazy if anyone tried to provide for you.

You were a young adult. You could buy your own things, and take care of yourself.

It took a while, months and months actually for Allie's counterpart to settle and be okay with the idea of not providing for you. You guys still butted head at times, not you and Allie, your counterparts.

Her alpha wanted to provide and your omega rejected it.

So... when Garrett and Dean entered your life, two alphas in their prime. It was challenging to say the least.

When you reluctantly became friends with them, after accidentally tackling and punching Garrett in the face. Which you still feel bad for!

It wasn't long before your counterparts butted heads, Garrett had attempted to grab your backpack to carry it and your omega snapped at him.

Your omega had pushed her way to the front, flashing her glossy black irises at him and curling her lips to expose her sharp canines.

To say he was taken aback was an understatement... you two had froze and simply stared at each other.

You didn't apologize for her behavior. You had never been told that her reacting like that was a bad thing, and you didn't view it as such.

Dean was next, his counterpart had tried scent marking you one day while the three of you were studying together.

As soon as your omega caught on, she pushed out enough of your scent to burn his nose. Only stopping when he had sneezed, you left shortly after.

You really think it became worse when you told them quite bluntly that your heat was coming up, and you would be gone for two weeks. Your heats, due to not having a partner lasted an extra week.

Dean and Garrett were impossible… you had told them specifically to not send anything. You didn’t want scented items, and you definitely didn’t want any food from them.

What did they do? They sent both… multiple times.

Your omega was livid. Each time Allie or Hannah would leave the scented item in front of your door. They would find it in a plastic bag on the kitchen table with a sticky note that said “RETURN” in all capitals.

The food that was door-dashed, because they couldn’t cook that well was put in the fridge unlabeled. Which meant it was up for grabs.

They did this. Every. Single. Heat. Every single one.

You couldn’t wrap your head around it, how could they not get the hint? You didn’t want to be provided for, especially by two alphas.

All the while, Dean and Garrett just think you’re an omega who is stubborn and picky, every rejected item is just a way of telling them to “up their game.”

Apart of the: PLAYING WITH THREE mini-series

[ Description: one of the first things Dean and Garrett learned about you in their attempts at finding you after the party, you were quite literally like a mouse. ]

Pairing: Alpha Garrett Graham x Alpha Dean Di Laurentis x Figure Skater Female Omega Reader

Note: this idea kinda just came to me listening to a song I thought I disliked but actually like?? This can be read as a stand-alone!

There is another "version" of this prompt over on Wattpad, my dearest friend, and the very talented author that I have the pleasure of being a beta reader for. Has agreed to collaborate with me and turn this into a story with an oc, if you want to check it out their Wattpad is: mAyRaHkEee

Our collaboration will be uploaded on my AO3 but not until it has roughly 10+ chapters written.

If you don't like it, or you don't agree with what I write please leave. As always, I am not apologizing for what is coming next!

Will be posted on this tumblr account and my AO3 account: thewriters64 NOWHERE else.

Masterlist: https://www.tumblr.com/eizousposts/814811204951425024/hello-and-welcome-masterlist

Previous part: https://www.tumblr.com/eizousposts/818436042074013696/hyperindependent

Next part: to be determined!

Warnings: No use of y/n / reader is female / A/B/O dynamics / non-traditional alpha and beta dynamics / oblivious reader / miscommunication! / mentions of hookups / additional warnings may be added!

Taglist: @seasonallyapril @johnnyfuckingsexystorm

Word count: 1.1k

Continue below!

You had been told before that you were quiet on your feet. Actually, that you in general were quiet. Like a mouse.

It wasn’t intentional, or even instinctual. You didn’t even realize until someone pointed it out. It should’ve clicked in your head though, everyone that you consider as family or friend and unfortunately even strangers. You have accidentally startled.

One moment you’re not there and then… poof! You’re there. Standing awkwardly as you wait for your turn, or just quietly listening to the conversation, or shoving your nose in a book.

You scurried around like a mouse too. Going from place to place, room to room quickly doing what you needed before disappearing.

It was one of the first things Dean and Garrett learned about you, the two alphas didn’t share many courses with you. Sometimes you guys took the same courses, just at different times, but moreover you were in completely separate courses.

When you were in the same courses at the same time, you tended to sit the furthest you could from them. At first the boys didn’t really put much thought into it, even when they sat near you and you packed up your bag and moved to the opposite side of the classroom.

Sure, their egos were bruised. You were good at that, bruising their egos.

They could always catch up with you after class though, right? Wrong. You were gone, already half way out the door before they even packed their bags.

When they made it to the door and out in the hallway you were nowhere to be seen, they couldn’t even catch a hint of your scent. It was like you vanished.

This continues to happen, every class they share with you. You’re gone before they can even stand, even when they sit in the back of the class, you use the small side door to avoid passing them.

You work two jobs, one as a server at Malone’s with Hannah and Allie. The other at a cute little bookstore above a bakery. When the boys found out, thanks to your two best friends, the tattle tales.

They would try to pop in when you were working, and it was like you had some type of radar that alerted as soon as they were near. You didn’t.

Nonetheless, as soon as they walked in you were either going on break and hiding somewhere. Or you were called away, or heading towards the back off of the floor.

Truth be told, you didn’t even notice them a majority of the time. After the party and when you politely rejected them, they disappeared in your mind. You didn’t even remember their names… the only reason you partly remember them, is thanks to Allie’s hookup stories with the blonde one, Maverick?

Or poor Hannah’s complaints about the brunette or hockey man as Allie so kindly nicknamed. Either ditching their tutoring sessions or was preoccupied with other activities…

That story left you traumatized. Allie also left you traumatized, multiple times with the blonde one. Sharing a den with your two best friends was great, amazing actually. What wasn’t great or amazing was walking into said shared den to find Allie in the middle of a more intimate activity with him.

You couldn’t count on both hands how many times you’ve accidentally walked in on them doing that… you’ve never wanted to put bleach in your eyes before that.

You’ve seen and heard more than you ever wanted too, and it always ended the same way too. With you running out the door, apologizing all the way down the driveway and them, laughing. At least they could find some amusement in the situation.

Regardless of the traumatizing events, and the mouse like tendencies. The boys were beginning to feel lost when it came to you, how could they catch you in order to just talk.

That’s all they wanted, they just wanted to talk. So, they started asking around. Well not really “around” just, Allie and Hannah.

The two girls found it hilarious. Here are two of Briar University’s most sought out alphas, practically pouting and begging for a little information on an omega who doesn’t even know their names?

It’s funny…

The girls gave them little facts, nothing personal. They may find their behavior hilarious, but that doesn’t mean they’re about to go spilling all of your secrets to them. Their friendship with you came first before any pretty face.

It got worse after that. With Allie and Hannah barely giving the boys anything about you, and you with your disappearing act. They grew desperate, pathetic.

They didn’t quite know why their alphas had grown so attached to you, you publicly embarrassed them, even if it was politely. You avoided them, when they did get the rare chance to talk to you at one of your jobs, you were short, polite, and professional.

You wanted nothing to do with them, and that was something neither of them had never experienced before. People typically threw themselves at them, two alphas who were non-exclusive boyfriends who were more than willing to share… who would pass that up?

You, apparently.

Your scent came next, Allie was the first to catch on. Of course she was, she sees Dean a lot more than Hannah sees Garrett.

It started small, Dean walking into the shared den only to still in the doorway and discreetly inhale in the direction your scent trailed out of.

Garrett wasn’t much better, when Hannah passed him a book or a pen that had your scent on it, he would repeatedly bring it up to his nose when he thought she wasn’t looking.

The girls once again found this hilarious, and in their own bratty way encouraged it. They would sneak into your room and rub themselves against your blankets or just bass in your scent.

They would burrow clothing straight out of your closet before heading out, if you were home it was even better.

You were an affectionate omega towards the girls. You enjoyed scent marking, small acts of affection, a hug, randomly rubbing up against one of them, nuzzling into them, though your omega could become a bit overstimulated and nip.

You happily obliged every time they asked, and they were definitely starting to ask more than normal. You didn’t mind though, and you weren’t catching on as to why they suddenly started to ask more.

Quite frankly you don’t think you cared, your omega was happy for the extra attention from pack, and that made you happy. If it benefited Allie and Hannah in some way, you are just happy to help.

The boys however… caught on immediately.

If you noticed Allie’s blissed out expression and slight limp to her walk you turned the other way, and if Hannah suddenly beamed and complimented Garrett for actually showing up to tutoring sessions… well, you were happy to hear it.

Apart of the: PLAYING WITH THREE mini-series

[ Description: my opinion about omegas being possessive, and just how possessive omega reader is. ]

Pairing: Alpha Garrett Graham x Alpha Dean Di Laurentis x Figure Skater Female Omega Reader

Note: this is half rant, half headcanon for this mini-series, so in a way it can be read as a stand-alone. This is extremely rushed! I apologize for any mistakes!!

There is another "version" of this prompt over on Wattpad, my dearest friend, and the very talented author that I have the pleasure of being a beta reader for. Has agreed to collaborate with me and turn this into a story with an oc, if you want to check it out their Wattpad is: mAyRaHkEee

Our collaboration will be uploaded on my AO3 but not until it has roughly 10+ chapters written.

Will be posted on this tumblr account and my AO3 account: thewriters64 NOWHERE else.

Masterlist — > https://www.tumblr.com/eizousposts/814811204951425024/hello-and-welcome-masterlist

Warnings: No use of y/n / reader is female / non-traditional omega dynamic / possessive behavior / almost feral like state / sub-vocal communication / additional warnings may be added!

Taglist: @seasonallyapril @johnnyfuckingsexystorm

Word count: 710

Continue below!

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Something about omegas that isn't quite talked about enough in my opinion, are their instincts to be possessive over their belongings.

I see a lot of omegas portrayed as super submissive, and will just bow or expose their bellies when an alpha so much as growls at them. [There is nothing wrong with writing omega readers/characters like that!!]

Personally! I just like a more “feral” omega. Obviously, I have a feral omega mini-series currently on-going in another fandom.

I just want to see omegas fight over their belongings, alphas are super possessive over everything that is theirs… why can’t omegas?

I want omegas portrayed as viscous little creatures, who will shove out their own scent if someone is bothering them.

I want omegas that challenge alphas who think they can just walk all over them because they’re an omega.

I want alphas to have to earn the privilege of seeing an omegas “den” to earn the right to see and enter an omegas nest. I want alphas who practically have to submit in order to scent a potential omega mate.

I want omegas who almost go feral if someone tries to touch their belongings, or try to hit on their potential mate.

I want omegas to be more animalistic when their heats hit, I don’t want to just see an omega be reduced to a blubbering, slicked up mess. I want their omega counterpart to fully take control and them just be insatiable.

I always see alphas being the one who are so scared of hurting partners, and locking themselves away, and ignoring their potential mates. I want to see more omegas do this!

I just want to see more dominant omegas. That’s it, that’s my short rant…

NOW, ONTO OMEGA READER

You are possessive of your belongings. Your clothing, food, bedroom/den, especially your nest, even your school things. Anything that you have bought or earned, and have the ability to call yours. You’re possessive over it.

This is nature. This is instinctual. Your counterpart, your omega is possessive.

And there is absolutely nothing wrong with that, not in your eyes, not in your parent’s eyes, not even in the eyes of scientists who study the counterparts biologically.

In the eyes of society… in most alpha’s eyes, in the government’s eyes. Oh, it’s a huge problem.

Omegas are suppose to be weak. Cower whenever some alpha pushes out their scents, or try to use their alpha voice.

Omegas are suppose to give and give and give. In return? Pop out a few pups, start a pack, take care of the den, and when a heat hits? Roll over and present.

You didn’t judge omegas who believed in this antiquated narrative, if that is what made them happy. If this is what makes them feel fulfilled, who are you to judge?

You only wished for the same respect in return. Do you always get it? Absolutely not, and your parents prepared you for it.

You just refused to smother your instincts because they weren’t seen as “acceptable” or “omega like” in the eyes of others.

When an alpha tries to push their scent onto you, you push yours right back. Add a little sour note to it, perhaps a bit of rot… works like a charm. They back off, their counterparts were at least smart enough to know better.

When an alpha tried to use his alpha voice on you, which has only happened once in your entire life. Your omega let out the deepest growl she could, defying the command and fighting back.

The only time an alpha should use their alpha voice is when they are bonded and mated, and only in a scenario of absolute emergency. Any other time is unforgivable and unacceptable.

Because of your mindset and the way you were raised, you’ve had many people say you were difficult. That courtship with you was going to take someone extremely special.

And yeah, they’re right. It is going to be difficult. It is going to take someone extremely special because you’re not lowering your standards. If you wanted just any alpha or alphas as a bonded, you would have stayed with your “ex.”

Specifically when Allie finally drags omega reader up and in the middle of the dance floor and omega reader finally lets loose. Allowing the music to control her body and she’s just having a good time, arms up, eyes closed, just dancing.

I see alpha Dean and alpha Garrett spotting her at the same time before looking at each other and wordlessly agreeing that omega reader is the one they want for the night.

Only for them to approach omega reader and offer their wrist, which is proper etiquette when meeting a new counterpart especially for an alpha(s) and omega reader gently takes their wrist one at a time.

Just for her counterpart to recoil, not because they themselves smell bad… but because she can smell all the different scents on them from their intimate adventures. Omega readers counterpart deems them “unworthy” and “unreliable” so she immediately rejects them.

Omega reader politely rejects the two alphas and moves away from them disappearing into the crowd. Seemingly having no idea that she not only stunned alpha Dean and alpha Garrett, but their whole pack. (The hockey team) and fellow people around them.

Mostly because no one, and I mean no one rejects them. Like, anyone would be more than thrilled to have a fun, intimate night with two alphas who are more than willing to share.

Not omega reader, oh no… her counterpart turns her nose at that. If she is to court another it is for the long run. I mean mating and bonding and forming a pack, she is not one for a one night mating session.

I just like the idea of those two boys groveling and trying so hard to earn omega readers attention and omega reader just not having it.