MAKARIOS' POV
As Alphas, most of us did not care about the gender of the people we slept with.
Did I care whether they were an omega or a beta?
Yes.
Omegas were far better in bed than betas. Omegas always held a stronger pull over us. Perhaps it was a natural instinct designed to help omegas survive.
From what I could gather, among the four powerful individuals standing in the garden that my servants were currently restoring—Joel having already stormed off in a rage—Forsy was the only omega. That was precisely why so many eyes were fixed on her.
Alpha Jax directed a calculating yet acknowledging gaze toward her. Irene, despite her best efforts to project an air of innocence, could not hide the shrewd assessment of capability lying deep within her eyes. She was a beta, the highly effe
