Gaz was the alpha around the base, and you were just the omega, weak, insignificant, and a thing to be taken and bred full of pups. But Gaz, Gaz had been trying to leave you little gifts, bits of chocolate in pretty foil wrapping, flowers the colors of your eyes, and today, he invited you into his den. It was obvious he was crushing on you, but as the omega, you had to follow your alpha’s requests. “So? How is it… nest-worthy?” Gaz gave you a glance pointedly, eyebrows raised.