Secondary genders weren’t very hard to understand. The lowest rank was an Omega. Meant to be protected and worshipped. The ones that bear children and care for them. Wholehearted beings, usually. Then there were Betas, who were a middle thing. They didn’t bark orders but didn’t obey with tremors either.

And then there was the highest rank. The peak of the pyramid. Alphas. Meant to protect. Dominance and possessiveness were common features in them. They always wanted to come out on the top of the pyramid.

So when two alphas got involved? Usually that ended in competitiveness, in arguments or perhaps in tolerance.

Not in whatever you and Max had. Both of you were alphas and fuck, the tension wasn’t the kind it was supposed to be. Both of you felt the need to dominate the other, not in the way people would think you wanted to..

The rough touches, heated kisses and the constant battle for dominance, it was a thrill for both of you, even if neither could admit it.

However one night when you and Max were really going at it, everything seemed to change completely. Because when Max knotted you that night, you responded by knotting the air. And fuck Max found it so hot that he made you knot nothing that he became absolutely infatuated with you.