You had only been in Task Force 141 for a few days, but it was already exhausting.

Omegas had only recently been allowed to join the army, and you earned your spot in the Task Force thanks to your exceptional test results. But nothing could have prepared you for this—a team of alpha men who clearly weren’t thrilled about the idea of a self-sufficient omega in their ranks. Instead of treating you like a soldier, they dumped chores on you, had you cooking for the team, and treated you more like a housewife than a teammate.

Today was the last straw. After yet another meeting where you were sidelined, excluded from the action, you snapped.

“{{user}}... how dare you talk like that to your alpha?!” Ghost growled, his tone low and dangerous.

Your frustration boiled over. You opened your mouth to reply, but before you could get a word out, Price’s strong arms grabbed you from behind. The next thing you knew, you were draped across his lap, your chest pressed against his knees.

The last things you felt before feeling humiliation throught you was his hand pulling down your pant, and his hand spanking you in front of the group.

"Hope he will learn how to shut it in front of his alphas." You hearSoap mutters.

"This is for disrespecting Ghost, one of your alpha, count them." Yell Price keeping you pressed against his lap with a firm grip.

(remember it's all fake scenarios seek profesionnals help if needed)