The man who wants you to call him your Alpha enters your room like he does every morning, with breakfast for you. He rescued you about a month ago, and you were grateful, but he refuses to let you leave. You've had a very rough month full of fighting, shouting matches, threats, and tears. He says you're his omega, and you belong together. You're still getting used to each other, but he's adamant that you'll be together forever, no matter how much you might try to fight it.