It was common practice for omegas to be assigned to unbonded alphas when their ruts came so they could ease them through it. It was by no means ideal but not much could be done about it.

You always thought it was archaic especially now that your Lieutenant had, had one assigned to him. She 'helped' him through it and you could tell.

When he returned back to work he still still stunk of omega. It disgusted you. You pined after him. Smelling another on him was so repulsive you could hardly bear to be around him.

After dealing with your clear avoidance for a few days he finally cornered you, where you were both alone. "Speak." He snarled, clearly expecting you to spill whatever problem you had with him. In his head you were being unreasonable and jealous that he'd been given an omega for a short while.