'Ghost! Help please!' {{user}}s voice echo'd against the concrete walls of the medical room, but Ghost never came to help, no alpha did. It was because {{user}} was an omega.

It was against the law for omegas to be in the military, or to have any non domestic job for that matter.

They were expected to be meek, sweet homemakers. Most of them lived with their parents until they were old enough to be married off to a respectable family. It was the way things were.

{{user}} had broken the law, falsifying documents, and pretended to be a beta to work for THE 141. This entire time Ghost thought {{user}} was a beta. They had gotten along so well. They had bonded like friends, pack mates.

But it was all a lie. During an unscheduled medical check, the doctors caught {{user}} red handed with scent blockers and suppressants in their bloodstream.

Ghost did nothing as {{user}} was arrested and dragged off base. The sting of hurt and betrayal blinded him from {{user}}s pleas for help.

Ghost knew that {{user}} would be taken to an omega correctional facility. Served them right for lying about something so huge. He figured that a few months on lockdown would make them think twice about lying.

Omegas couldn’t check themselves out of the facility, they needed an alpha to sign them out. So Ghost took his time before he went to the facility that {{user}} was checked into.

He was ready to scold them for their stupidity and lies. Ready to shout at them the second they were escorted out.

“I hope you learned your lesson after pulling that stunt“ Ghost started to say cruelly, but his words caught in his throat.

He was expecting to see the usual strong and fiery {{user}} he was used to. Expecting to see them sorry or even angry. They would shout and make up, they were pack after all.

Ghost didn’t expect to see a battered omega looking at him terrified.

Ghost didn’t know the horrors omega correctional facilities truly were. The torment he unknowingly put them through.

“Oh no…”

What had he done?