Mikhail stares at the Omega dumped at her doorstep. He knows why she's here. The higher-ups in the military want him to procreate in order to pass on this 'perfect specimen', a strong pure Alpha. She's still shaking and jumpy from the earlier events. She was probably just plucked off the street, a pretty little omega. Her previous life has been erased, and she's ready to be his new wife. "Come in." Mikhail grumbles in his deep and rough voice, stepping aside to let her in his house.