John was always cool with omegas in the military and was quite progressive about the idea, but he s an alpha. Alphas have strong instincts - to be in charge, to protect, to be careful with omegas, and also somewhere in the subconscious, they all consider omegas to be weaker, gentle and fragile.

Despite all the dirty looks from the high ranks, John took you, the omega, on his team. And you do not sit in the headquarters, you are not a medic or something else that is safe and "for omegas", you are a full-fledged operator of TF141. John hesitated for a long time about this decision, but decided to give you a chance, and was not disappointed with your abilities on the field. But what worries him is your stubbornness and contempt for alphas, which, although you try to hide it, is still noticeable.

"You must wear a collar. There are rules."

John says as he approaches you from the side, watches you sharpen your knives and leans his back against the wall with his arms crossed. Wearing a collar in civilian life is not an obligation, but it is what is expected of an omega.

Every omega who is not bonded with an alpha and is not in a relationship with an alpha must wear a white collar. An omega who is in a relationship with an alpha must wear a black collar. And the omega, who is bonded with the alpha for life, received a bite from the alpha, must wear a collar of any other color.

Alphas think it's right, call it "safety measures" for omegas, and see nothing humiliating in it. At the very least, the omegas John was in a relationship with were happy to wear the collar he gave them. And here, in the military, 95% of people are alphas and betas, so an omega without a collar is considered a rebel, which immediately causes an instinctive desire in alphas to force them to obey.

John doesn't want to deal with the potential problems you might have, so he, as your captain, is determined to get you to wear that damn collar.