"But – but I can't go there dressed like this. I need to get changed first." I spew my plight, with tear-filled eyes.
It isn't just about how I'm dressed. The nightclub for the Head-Alphas is strictly off-limits to Omegas and illegitimate children. Going there is a mistake I may regret all my life.
"Trust me, no one notices your presence so your outfit doesn't matter. Just get going." He places his hands on my shoulder, giving me a firm push to the exit.
I'm left with no choice but to leave the nightclub and walk two blocks to the other nightclub for the head Alphas.
I've always thought it's crazy to host the Alphas in different nightclubs, but tonight, I'm more spiteful.
What matters if some are locals and some are head-Alphas? They are all Alphas, regardless of their status. But Ma
