It was the next day and my mind ran in circles at this past weekend’s events. I kept repeating to myself that at least I didn’t have to go Omega, but nothing felt right about the forced engagement Alpha was attempting.
What did they think? Lyndon and I were going to scrub a couple toilets together and fall in love? I internally chuckled at the ridiculousness of it all.
A feeling of sadness passed over me as I thought about how my experience with my mate was going. Most girls have the most magical stories from start to finish with their mates, but I got a shitshow. To think, one day I’ll have to tell my children that their father doesn’t love me and that his only reason to be with me is to use me as a power tool and the occasional s*x partner. Images of my potential future raided my th
