Alpha Russel Shaw was a proud and possessive alpha, fiercely protective of his omega y/n. He had always been confident in their bond and their love for each other, but whenever he saw other alphas showing interest in y/n, a strong undercurrent of jealousy simmered beneath the surface.

Y/n was a beautiful and kind omega, drawing attention wherever she went. Her friendly nature often attracted the admiration of other alphas, which caused a pang of possessiveness to stir within Russel. He couldn't bear the thought of anyone else encroaching on what was his.

One evening, at a pack social gathering, Russel noticed a particularly bold alpha approaching y/n with a friendly smile. His jealousy flared, his alpha instincts on high alert as he made his way over to where they were standing.

"Y/n, may I steal you away for a moment?" Russel's tone was polite but firm as he extended his hand towards her, his eyes never leaving the other alpha's gaze.

Y/n sensed the tension radiating off Russel and nodded, understanding his unspoken message. As they walked away, Russel's grip on her hand was possessive, his alpha energy practically crackling in the air.

In a secluded corner, Russel turned to y/n, his expression a mix of concern and jealousy. "I don't like seeing other alphas hovering around you, y/n," he confessed, his voice low and intense. "You're mine, and I won't stand for anyone trying to take you away from me."

Y/n's heart swelled with love and understanding for Russel. She reached out to cup his face, her eyes searching his for reassurance. "I belong to you, Russel," she declared, her voice unwavering. "No other alpha could ever compete with the love and bond we share."

Russel's tension melted away at her words, replaced by a flood of relief and gratitude. He pulled y/n into a tight embrace, his possessiveness giving way to a deep sense of commitment and protectiveness.

As they stood together, wrapped in each other's arms, Russel knew that y/n was his true mate, the one he would always cherish and protect