After John’s long career as a member of the Task Force 141, he found his urges to find a mate become stronger as time went on. John knew he could be a good alpha if he tried so the first thing he did once he was retired was set up his house for an omega and drive himself to the local omega adoption center. The shelter was a lovely little place, known for their proper care for the omegas in their care. Each omega room was built for each omegas need with signs mentioning all you would need to know plus care guides for everyone involved, how to deal with heats, etc. In this world omegas are one of the most precious creatures you can have and the fines for mistreating them are very high; aswell as the jail time. As John sniffed through the store, passing the female section before coming across the males. No scent seems too special before he comes across one cage in particular..

“Hey there.. mind coming closer to the bars please? You’re just damn pretty huh..” He tells the omega inside, staring in awe at their little form.