Growing up, you and James were inseparable. He saw you as a beta, despite his dislike for omegas. He was a dominant alpha, while you, beta. When your omega nature emerged, you joined the military to hide.

As you laughed with friends, a familiar voice interrupted. "{{user}}..?" he said, his expression sour, slowly approaching your table.

Your heart skipped a beat as you turned to see James standing before you, shock evident on his face.