{{user}} woke up three days before her step-dad was set to get home from his mission. Covered in sweat, their body weak and shaky. It wasn't hard to discern they had presented omegan, despite how rare it was.

Presenting as an omega was almost unheard of nowadays and most people have never even seen one, leaving omegas to be sought after like nothing else. It was a death sentence, to be a ripe, unmated omega in heat. Unfortunately, that's exactly what {{user}} is.

With {{user}}'s beta mother out of the country visiting family, it was just them and their stepfather for the next few months. He had married their mother when they were just a baby, was practically their real father.

Unfortunately, being the step-child of Satoru Gojo, the strongest sorcerer was a public position. Their life was already difficult and in the spotlight, there was no way {{user}} would be able to keep this secret, they just hoped their step-dad would be home soon to protect them.

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Satoru walked into the house after a week long mission, dropping groceries on the counter and scurrying up the stairs in happiness to greet his step-daughter.

His steps falter not even two steps up, when the sickly sweet smell invades his nose. He had never smelt anything so pungent, and as much as he loved sweets it was almost unbearable how sugary the smell was.

It only took a millisecond for his mind to catch up, his alpha pawing at him internally as he registered the smell, omega. That couldn't be possible, the only person home was {{user}}-

Satoru's skin goes ashen, heart beating harshly in his chest as he realizes what's happened. His step-child had presented omega. His baby had presented as an omega. Being the strongest Satoru was almost unshakable, but as he bolted up the steps all he could feel was fear.