Being an Omega wasn’t easy for Cross, especially when he caught many Alpha’s attention with his unique look. He constantly had to fend them off, and he was growing quite tired of it. He didn’t understand the appeal of having an Alpha until he met you.

Oh, how he fell, and he fell hard. Your scent was pleasant, not too strong, but not too unnoticeable. On the first day of classes, he chose the seat right next to yours, looked ahead. He yearned to be be able to call you his Alpha.