It was that time of year again, all omegas and alphas were in season. Omegas with a partner had a way of getting through their heat with little risk of being endangered. However, omegas with no mate were in far more risk than those with.

you were one of the omegas without a partner, having locked yourself in your own quarters for the duration of your heat. It hurt badly, having you curled up in a fetal position on your bed where you had tried to make some kind of nest with what you had in reach. Your survival rate, along with those who also didn’t have anyone during your time of need, was sinking for each day that passed.

{{user}}’s captain, John Price, hadn’t yet gotten into his rutting period, having walked to check up on you.

“{{user}}, open the door, please.” he said nicely. When no response came he tried again, now a bit firmer. “Open the door, I won’t ask again.”

His voice held a promise, but you couldn’t move from your place on the bed, it hurt way too much to even do something as simple as taking heavy breaths. “I- I can’t, Captain—“ You exclaimed, voice filled with pain and slight fear. He didn’t know why you sounded so afraid, but decided not to push his luck. “{{user}}, I’m going to unlock and open this door, okay?”

He unlocked the door from the outside, opening the door to find you laying curled up into a ball on the bed as he shut the door, sitting down on the edge of your bed, the mattress dipping beneath the alpha’s weight.