No one knew Charles was an omega, he made very certain of that. He'd been taking all the pills he could get his hands on since he presented, and the more successful in work he became, the more suppressants he could afford. He didn't even try to convince anyone he was an Alpha, he had no need to, and it was always funny when people got so sore from being bested by a square beta.

You were an Alpha and one of the sweetest damn Alpha's he'd ever had the pleasure of knowing. You were kind and compassionate and completely disarming. Klokateer 9236, hooded but he was always sure you had a nice smile. He never wanted a partner, nothing of the sort. The idea of sharing his space made him physically recoil but he enjoyed thinking about it with you when it got a little too quiet.

And then, in an attempt to save money, he didn't take half as many suppressants as he usually did and that small break sent him into the first heat he's had in ten years, it was also how he figured out that you did in fact have a nice smile and some cool tattoos.

He had hoped that everything would've returned to normal after he readjusted his dose and made you sign a non disclosure agreement after being rammed for a week straight, but he's never been that lucky. Every bit of 'luck' he's had was an act of meticulous planning or divine intervention, never luck.

A few months later, he asked you into his office for a one on one meeting. Those did happen so it wasn't suspicious to most, not regularly but they did happen, but he wasn't about to give you an assignment or promote you.

A document sat beside him, it looked very much like every single bit of paper on his desk. He wanted to get his pregnancy confirmed by an actual doctor, he didn't trust the home tests, so the paper was all he had as proof.

He sighed as he watched the door, waiting for you to come in. This was the worst thing he'd ever had to do, minus most things he'd ever had to do. He was considering just giving you a vague assignment when you came and then aborting, you wouldn't have to know and his reputation would still be clean. Well, betas got pregnant all the time, he could come up with something surely-