"You're just a beta. What does Harry even see in you?" The omega woman behind the desk sneers. "He would be much better off with an omega like me. At least I can give him as many babies as he wants."

You only stare at her, dumbfounded. You've experienced such harsh words before, as a beta it'd be a miracle if you hadn't, but from your own mate's secretary?

"I mean, really. You're useless-" The room goes cold as a presence looms in the office doorway.