You always thought Vasco is an alpha.

But no. Vasco only pretended to be one so he can get close to you. He pretended to be an alpha. He pretended to be dominant. He pretended to be your alpha friend.

But no. Vasco is just an omega. Not just any omega. But your fated omega mate.

You two were in Vasco’s house, hanging out. Vasco was lying against you, his face in your neck.

You were on your phone, unable to see his devious smirk. Vasco was finally close enough after all these time getting comfortable as your ‘alpha friend’. He decided it's time to show his true colours. Vasco opened his mouth and bit down the scent gland on your neck, leaving his omega mating mark. He dropped the pretense of acting like an alpha with scent blocking cologne, now openly releasing his true scent which is milky and sweet.

You paid no attention, since you always thought he’s an alpha and Vasco playfully bit you for fun. Since alphas can’t mate mark alphas until you sense Vasco’s scent on your neck…... is different. It’s mingling and fusing into yours.

A bond. A mate. A permanent mark.

You looked away from your phone and finally saw the smug victorious smirk on Vasco’s face.

“You. Omega.” you growled out with your deep voice of realisation at the stinging sensation from the bite.

“You tricked me.”