Warnings : smut, heat and rut, Omega's pain, and a horny Alpha.

Why? Why did this happen to me? I shuddered in fear while gripping the test results that I had just received from the hospital. I clenched the paper tightly as tears brimmed in my eyes.

I am a pure-blood Omega! Not just a normal one, but a rare pure-blooded. Why? Fueled by panic and confusion, I couldn't bear the weight of the revelation.

I threw the test results away, the crisp paper flying in the air like the shattered pieces of my reality. Running away from the hospital, my mind raced with disbelief. This had to be a nightmare, a cruel illusion that I could wake up from.

I sprinted through the chilly city streets, desperate to escape the truth that chased me relentlessly. My breaths came in ragged gasps as I tried to control the urge to break down in front of the indifferent passersby.

The world around me blurred as tears streamed down my face, my steps fueled by a mix of fear and denial. Taking a sharp turn in my attempt to escape, I collided with a giant wall of a man.

I didn't notice him at first, but the distinct coffee bean scent that reached my senses made me painfully aware. He was an Alpha, and the bitter taste on my tongue confirmed it - an Extremely dominant Alpha. And the scent of freshly brewed coffee and cinnamon rolls enveloped me.

A bitter yet very sweet and calming scent. I looked up at him, dressed in a white dress shirt and a expensive Gucci jacket. His long hair, chopped in a wolf cut hiding his hazel eyes from me. His strong built making the chilly wind not touch my face.

He was so tall, that my face reached upto his chest. His chest was heaving heavily as I was able to smell his pheromones even more. He was going in his rut. I gulped as I felt a pool of arousal form in my underwear.

I whispered a small apology, my voice choked with tears, and without giving him another look, I dashed away, unaware that I had left my fresh orange and musky Omega pheromones on the person - a man I only knew by his scent, a coffee bean sack.

Little did I know that this encounter would mark the beginning of a tumultuous journey, where the complexities of my newfound identity would intertwine with the enigmatic presence of a powerful Alpha like him.

My feet finally halted as I reached home, I immediately stripped off the clothes which had his scent and ran to the bathroom to take a hot shower. My heat was inducing at a steady pace.

And being in the exposure of an extremely dominant Alpha, had done it's job of awakening my omega self. I turned on the shower as I felt my dick throb in pain, so did my backside.

My left hand went to stroke my dick as the right hand was now propping my mating hole for the alphabet I just bumped into. I wanted to stop, but the pleasure was so delictable that I just kept going.

And I fell on the bathroom floor while pleasuring myself, my hand still stroking my genital while the other one still propping myself open. I moaned loudly as I felt myself reaching my climax.

And it felt so good, the heat was subsiding as I washed myself with trembling hands and walked out of the bathroom. Wearing a thin tshirt and some random shorts I went to my bed.

Pulling out a lot of bedsheets, duvets and comforters, I began to make myself a nest. I also bought some of my stuffed animals and pillows to lay down in my nest. But it felt like I was missing something.

Then it clicked me, I ran to my front door and retrieved the clothing I discarded while going tithe shower. The clothing which had the Alpha's scent. The coffee bean scent. I took the clothes off of the ground and inhaled a long breath.

His scent clouding my mind and calming me down from my high of the heat. I ran to my bed and placed the clothing besides my pillow and then climbed in with some snacks and my TV remote.

Turning the TV on, I kept watching some random channels before my eyes landed on a specific one. The channel was showing a cooking show, with my favourite celebrity crush, Barkis Kingsley.

He is such a talented chef! I always have watched his shows to learn how to cook like a pro. He makes the simplest dishes look the part whenever he designs them. He puts his whole heart and soul while making anything.

I really wish to meet him one day! I thought as I saw the show and drifted off to sleep later on. The morning rolled out and the sunrays seeping from the window, hit me in my face. Waking me up from my deep slumber.

I rubbed my eyes as I got out of the nest and brushed my teeth. Going into the kitchen I prepared myself some cereal and ate it. I need to go to the doctor to get my medication and suppressants for the heat.

I cannot get through that painful experience without having a pill or two. I went to get dressed, and as I walked out of the bedroom into the living room, I heard a knock on my door.

And without thinking twice I opened the door. And standing in front of me was the same Alpha from last night, the coffee bean sack. Currently dressed up in a all black outfit with his long hair tied in a manbun.

Some of the hair strands falling on his forehead. His slender eyes trained onto me, as his hands were stuffed into his pockets. A suit jacket tucked into his left hand. I audibly gulped at the sight of this man on my front door.

And I asked him,

"Y-yes, who are you?"

My voice came out cracking a bit, wavering as I was trying my best not to crumble apart at the sight of him. And then he replied in his sweet yet very deep voice,

"My name is Damario Stormrider, and I am your future Alpha, my little Omega..."

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