Author's Note (Monster): Hello, our lovelies! I hope you don't mind me posting a new one rather than an update on my other stories. I sure hope you'll love this one as much as you like the others. It's a first chapter so it might take a while to post the next chapter but I can tell you this story is written up till chapter 3 and many will follow. Please enjoy!

Danny's POV

"What's a gorgeous shithole like you doing in an omega like this?"

A bit too late the brash guy realized he had mixed his pickup line up but his cocky smirk never even wavered at the realization. I blinked slowly, biting my tongue not to give him a snarky remark. Never lash out at an alpha when you're unmated. The authorities don't like snarky omegas.

"Having a drink by myself, do you mind?"

He seemed offended, ready to strike me down with that alpha tantrum I know. "I don't take snappy answers, pretty."

"And I don't like sticky alphas", I murmured.

He got up, way too much into my comfort zone. Shit was going down tonight. That was until some guy appeared between us. I sniffed. No smell. It was a beta. No threat. The beta turned to me. "You really don't like it when alphas come onto you, now do you?"

"Happy single", I cheered to myself with my cup in the air.

The beta left with a smile. No more alpha visitors tonight, I thought. After my drink, I put the money on the bar and left my stool which was quickly taken by someone else. It was rainy outside and pretty damn dark too. A silent, shady night as no other. I zipped up my coat, pulled the hoody over my head, sunk my hands in my pockets and headed home. There weren't that many people out on the street but it was enough to get their eyes on me. Was it really that weird to pick up the scent of an unmated omega in his beginning thirties?

The prejudices were just too much sometimes. If an omega hadn't found his mate before his thirties, he was considered to be a savage, wild and uncontrollable. While if an alpha was found unmated in his thirties, they considered him to be a picky, responsible, grown up man or woman. Why did this world have to be so damn sexist?

Around the corner I could see my apartment already. I sighed relieved that I hadn't seen any familiar faces on my way. That would be unsettlingly embarrassing. Especially the one I punched in the face when he tried to mate me once.

The good old days when I was ambitious to find my mate.

Now I wasn't. Alphas were nobodies with a fancy gender name.

A few feet away from my apartment, a car stopped. Not just a car; a van. Out of all the stereotypes, did it have to be a van?

Out of the van stepped the beta who had saved me from the alpha earlier that night. He looked at me. "Danny Murillo."

I raised an eyebrow. "Unnamed beta."

"Call me Charlie. You're coming with us."

"If I don't want to?"

He snapped his fingers, making two guys appear out of the van. "Get him, boys."

I sniffed. Betas. That's the funny part. Omegas were supposed to be looking for an alpha 24/7 so they would be guarded over because you know… Omegas were the future of this race after all. We are the only ones who are able to bear children and only an alpha can impregnate us. Moral of the story; alphas should find omegas to look after while omegas should find alphas to be cared for. What about betas? That's the sucky part of this story. Betas were genderless. No scent. Not even a single breeze. Alphas had this spicy, hot sauce smell while omegas smelled so sweet and dreamy. Betas? They were the Aqua Men of the alpha/omega dynamics. Nobodies.

The two coming for me right now, weren't that hard to handle but they were sneaky. I turned around to run and knocked right into another beta. Four betas, one omega. Needless to say, I lost that fight.

So I found myself sitting tied down in a van with Charlie and the three musketeers.

"You get a kick out of saving and kidnapping omegas?"

"Not really. Boss just really wanted to see you."

"Boss?"

"Our alpha male. He's the leader of our pack."

Fucking great.

Another.

Fucking.

Alpha.

"I'm not interested in alphas."

"Second gender gay?"

"No. Just anti-alpha."

Charlie elbowed one of his friends. "He's a beta lover."

"Am not."

The beta grinned. "Relax. Johnny ain't gonna hurt ya. He's a nice guy. He just asked us to bring you over."

"Me? Is he out of his mind? I'm a leftover omega."

"He loves leftovers", Charlie shrugged.

Not much later, we arrived at a mansion. And I mean – A MANSION. It was huge. Just imagine those mansions you see in teenage movies where they throw the party of the century? Yeah, that one. Balcony, pool, everything. I could almost smell the desperate omegas throwing themselves at this man.

The van stopped next to the fountain because come on. Every huge mansion needs a fountain in their fucking big ass driveway. I already hated this guy. No, no, not hated. I envied him. Charlie asked me to get up but I didn't. That's when he pulled a gun on me. "Listen, Daniel, I'm a nice guy. I can be nice, but don't test me. I can get wicked."

So I got up, jumped out of the car with my hands tied. They guided me to the front door, a guy opened up. It took me a few seconds before I realized it was a staff member and not the actual alpha of the household.

They hurried me inside. My jaw dropped at the side of those huge stairs in pure vanilla coloured stone.

"Charlie. Mind your revolver, would you?" the butler asked.

Charlie rolled his eyes and put it in the waistband of his pants. "Fine. It's not loaded anyway. I'm bringing the omega upstairs to fix him. Go alert him."

The man nodded slightly before he left.

Yet another beta. Usually betas were a rare species but this place seemed to be crawling with him. What? Was this house a foster home for unwanted betas or something? Charlie took me upstairs and showed me the second room on the left. It was a bathroom. What did I do in a bathroom?

"Get fixed. He'll receive you when you're done."

"Get fixed? What? Don't I look omega enough?"

"You reek of despair. Take a shower."

"Go fuck yourself!"

Charlie grinned. "I might do. See you in ten downstairs, alright sugar?"

"Fuck off!" I yelled.

I didn't fix myself. Ok fine, I looked in the mirror to fix my hair but I didn't take a shower or anything. I wasn't making myself presentable for this selfish alpha.

Wonder what he wanted me for though.

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