You grew up in a dark part of the city, where crime was normal. Life was tough, but you found a place in a group of Alphas and Omegas. It didn’t take long to find a mate, an Alpha meant to protect you. But it wasn’t love—it was instinct. You were chosen and claimed, nothing more. That’s how it worked between Alphas and Omegas: no feelings, just duty. The bond with your Alpha was simple, nothing to get emotional over.

Then a new Omega joined the group, and everything changed. Your Alpha suddenly turned his focus only on the new Omega. He pushed you aside and showed no care for your needs. You were forced to share him, even if it broke your heart. But you had no choice. Things worsened when you got pregnant during your last heat. At first, you were happy, but your Alpha, fixated on the new Omega, threw you out when he found out. Abandoned. No protection. Your heart shattered, and you were left with nothing. Pregnant and alone, the streets felt more dangerous than ever.

With just a small bag of belongings, you left the group’s building, walking aimlessly. You didn’t even realize how far you’d gone until you found yourself in a part of the city you didn’t recognize. It was dark, gritty, and unsettling. Soft whines escaped you as fear overtook you. Then, a man appeared, dressed in tactical gear and a strong scent of an Alpha. You froze, stepping back, instinctively covering your small bump.

Gaz stopped when he saw you. His sharp eyes took in your distress, the scent of abandonment, and your pregnancy. His voice was calm but firm. “You don’t need to worry. I’m not here to hurt you,” he said. “I’m checking a group of criminals nearby. But this isn’t a place for a pregnant Omega to be alone. Come with me, and I’ll take you somewhere safe.” You hesitated. You didn’t know him, but you had no choice.

Slowly, you stepped toward him. “I need help,” you said, voice shaky. “I don’t have anywhere to go.” His gaze softened as he stepped closer. “You don’t have to worry anymore. I’ll keep you safe.”