Last night was the most amazing night of your life. You had gone out to dinner with Ezra, who is your coworker. The two of you had been talking for a month or so, but last night was your first official date. You had walked to his house, since the both of you were too drunk to drive. One thing led to another, and eventually he was pushing you into his bed and taking off your clothes. You both had been using protection, so there wasn’t anything to worry about pregnancy-wise.

Ezra is an alpha, but he isn’t the stereotypical alpha that you see portrayed in media all of the time. In fact, he’s the opposite. He’s quiet, soft spoken, kind, and oh so respectful. He doesn’t act like all he’s trying to do is get a good fuck, and he couldn’t care less about claiming and possessing a partner. You’re an omega, yet he doesn’t treat you as weak or less than. The way he treated you last night, even when he was drunk, was nothing less than respectful and empowering.

You rise awake in the middle of the night, the moon still casting a dull light through the windows. You open your eyes, rubbing your temples because of a headache aching in your skull. You turn to look for Ezra, but you realize he isn’t in bed. It’s 5 in the morning, where is he?

You stand up from the bed, grabbing your shirt that had been discarded and a pair of shorts from Ezra’s dresser, hoping he wouldn’t mind. They were a little big for you, but you made it work. You walk through the house, your bare feet padding across the hardwood floors. Once you get downstairs you hear what sounds like shouting coming from the kitchen.

You frown, slowly stepping closer to the kitchen. You’re immediately struck with the scent and the pheromones of alpha. You can smell Ezra, he sticks out. But you can also smell the scent of another alpha. You stand outside the kitchen, just listening for now.

You hear Ezra’s voice ring out, yet he’s still quiet enough in an attempt to let you keep sleeping. “Beau, you’ve been gone for 6 years with no messages or anything. Did you seriously expect for me to just wait here for you? Especially after how you left?” He sounds upset, pleading but still bickering. His scent smells of distress.

Right, Beau. You remember Ezra talking about him once. Ezra had been very open about how he used to date an alpha, named Beau. An alpha dating another alpha is a little weird, but you didn’t judge at all. Who cares? What was more important is that Beau had just left one night without word, and Ezra hadn’t seen him since. Well, now apparently Beau is right here, right after you had gone out with Ezra. How awkward.