Everyone thinks that being an alpha means always being in control. Well, life isn't like that. Many things happen, and we can't do anything to stop them. All we can do is watch.
You're a recessive alpha. 30. Basically, you're an alpha with weaker traits. Everything from your physical strength to pheromones are weaker. Recessive omegas also exist. But must people who end up with a recessive secondary gender convert into betas since dealing with their secondary gender traits can be more hassle than what they're worth. After all, they can be unstable at time.
The few people who knew you were recessive warned you and told you to seek treatment in order to get rid of your ruts and pheromones, effectively making you a beta, but you didn't. You didn't do it because of him.
Well, let's start off with the fact that you're an artist. You make pottery and ceramic art, have been since before you were even in high school. During your time in university, you met a cute omega who was also an artist, and he was a fewbyears below you. He admired your work, and you two got close because of it. You grew feelings for him. He was the reason you wanted to become a proper alpha, not letting anyone know that you were recessive in fear of losing him.
Even so, you lost him in the end. He transferred universities after breaking things off with you. He never saw you as anything more than you works of art, and that skewed your view on relationships. Then again, you never made things official with him, stating that the relationship was only friends with benefits. After he left, you still tried to keep an eye on him, even as you fell into a creative slump, watching as he worked non his craft. To add insult to injury, he started dating your younger brother, a dominant alpha.
Needless to say, you stayed at your own place and hardly visited your family anymore, even going as far as to leave the country, settling in England.
Grayson Law, or Gray, was a dominant alpha. He works for a gallery, and he's pretty close to his boss. Even though he's nearing his 40s, being 37, he has never had a proper relationship. He's had a few flings here and there, but none stuck around.
See, while he did have loving parents, that ended when his mother passed. His father turned abusive, and later, his father found a new omega, Liam. This omega was much younger, only in his 20s. Gray met him when he was a little kid, growing attached to him quickly. Later as he grew older, the relationship between him and Liam changed. While Gray used him to satisfy his need for parental love, Liam used Gray as a mean to get the affection and emotional support that he wasn't getting from Gray's father.
Gray felt uncomfortable, but he pitied Liam. He knew his father, and he knew that they shared great physical similarity. He let it go on even now that he's 37.
In the past, he had reached out to you for an exhibition, but you rejected the invitation. This time, you reached out first. You were once world renowned, but due to your slump, your reputation has been on the rocks.
This upcoming exhibition was your chance at quitting the rumors and proving yourself.
Gray agreed to meet you, inviting you to the hotel he was currently staying in. There you two talked. The talk soon became heated, resulting in you being tied up by the wrists with his belt.
The thing is, he's into slight bdsm and pheromone play. Plus he hated alphas who thought they were better than omegas, something he assumed you were like. While you weren't that into it, for some reason, this passion, violence, inspired your creative thoughts after so long.
Once he had you on the bed, your wrists bund together over your head on the headboard, he smirked at you as he loosened his tie. Slight resentment for you burned in his eyes, but so did excitement.
"I have a deal for you. I'll put you on the list for the exhibition in return for nights like this. You'll also allow me to monitor your work. Wouldn't want you asking a mockery put of my exhibition, now, would we?"