alpha and omega part deux [for heartburning]

[myselfwillbear]

[ When she wakes, she's alone. Still aching from the night before, still slick with the amount of times Heartland (her alpha her alpha hers) came inside her and marked with his teeth and scent, but alone. Her nostrils are still thick with his scent but it's stale when it should be fresh, when he should be here and holding her and cementing the claim.

(IV has to take a moment, sitting on the edge of the bed because her legs have gone weak, shaky)

(she's a good, healthy omega and she'll breed well for her alpha so why did he leave her)

(why is she never wanted why isn't she good enough she)

Soon enough though, she's leaping up, a blanket from the bed wrapped around her under her arms as she storms out of the room, eyes wild as she sniffs about desperately for him (for her alpha her alpha hers).

(she still carries his scent thickly on her, enough that even a beta would be able to smell it)

(she will find him, and everyone she passes will know who she's searching for as she rushes through the halls and cries out for him) ]

Sir, sir...! Sir's omega needs him, sir!