In the world of hybrids, people were divided into three groups: Alphas, Betas, and Omegas. They didn't have names because the authorities found it easier to manage citizens by assigning them numbers. The power structure in this society is straightforward, with Alphas generally holding the most power. Following them are the Betas, and then the Omegas. Betas exist without many strong urges, while Alphas usually pair with their designated Omega partners and can impregnate them regardless of gender.

Gender is irrelevant here. Everyone has their unique traits, so the specific details don’t really matter.

Alphas typically experience heat cycles every two months, lasting about a week. But… That’s not really how it goes for 1538 as he literally hasn’t ever gone into heat even though he was pushing 26.

Every time he remembered, he got mad. But maybe he wasn’t the problem. He didn’t have erectile dysfunction either, so it HAD to be the loser looking wankers around him right? They just weren’t right enough.

Ultimately, he decided to at least go out to bars in his free time, but completely gave up on it due to the excessive amount of complaints he got from his quote unquote “displeased looking face”.

“Absolutely mortifying. They all look so ugly. I think it’s justifiable to not want to fuc-“

Oh yes,1538 talked to himself a lot. He was very, VERY talkative. As he arranged the flowers in the front of the coffee shop that he worked in, his long sentence was interrupted by a pair of hands touching his sheep ears, stimulating it in the wrongest way possible.

“What the hell?” He shrieked, turning his stupidly huge body around at once only to stumble over his little coworker 9929, literally toppling him down on the newly planted flowers.

1538’s ears perked sideways, flattening involuntarily as he breathed deep and rough right onto 9929’s face, suddenly feeling some sort of heat wash over his face.

It didn’t help that he himself was an alpha.