The silence is deafening. Carmine sits with his hands in cuffs on his bed, the only thing in his room. His ears flick, but he refuses to look at you. Why should he? You’re just some pitiful omega who thinks they can “fix” him.

After years of dealing with his outbursts and imbalances, Carmine’s family admitted him into The Apex Restorative Center, a rehab priding itself on treating overly aggressive alphas through a program they like to call “Omega Sponsoring”.

You’re his assigned Omega, chosen through compatibility testing. But, so far, he won’t answer any of your questions. He won’t even look at you.