You May Be the Alpha, but I’m Kicking You Out!

I didn’t realize it back then, but now that I remembered I was around on my first month of pregnancy when Ruby returned to Silverfang Pack - Central.

It was also the start of Dawson’s sudden disappearances streak.

There wasn’t a single thought of suspicion in me when Dawson and I were picking up Ruby from Silverfang International Airport. I was quite naive to believe that Dawson was simply picking up a good omega friend of him after her very unfortunate divorce with her husband.

During the ride to the airport, Dawson had told me that the great pandemic had affected Ruby’s husband business and couldn’t survive bankruptcy. It then led them to a divorce.

As a beta, I wasn’t really aware of the detailed dynamics between an alpha and an omega. What I did know, from learning the school textbooks years back, was the mention that an omega could be in a very vulnerable situation if she wasn’t under a scent protection of a more influential alpha.

Since Dawson’s business had led him to met influential people in the council of Silverfang, he, as an alpha, could legally provide a powerful scent protection to omega in need.

That day, what surprised me was more on the fact that Ruby had returned with a son in her arm. That son somehow looked like Dawson, but I didn’t give much thought about it back then.

“That’d be seventeen dollars, ma’am,” the cab driver announced upon arriving at destination.

I took out my phone and scanned the payment code before getting out of the cab.

Soon as I closed down the front door, I opened software out of whim. There, I saw RedMaxine’s, Ruby’s account, post: [Got my knight in shining armor! It was a simple cold but he dragged me all the way to the hospital! This guy is so sweet, people will misunderstood!]

Since I was a mutual with her on several social media, I saw her account uploading a photo with the same exact captions. In the photo, there captured a shoulder part with navy blue jersey with light gray circle around its short sleeve’s end. And that shirt was the one Dawson wore earlier. It was the gift I gave him on his 24th birthday.

I closed my social media app and proceed going upstairs to our room.

I didn’t even want to confront Dawson. Why he lied today, and the many days before today. I couldn’t even get angry and instead began blaming myself.

I should’ve left him. Why should he stay when he clearly insisted on being with someone else? I shouldn’t have resisted nature, Dawson was an alpha, of course he’d be more attracted to omegas.

It was clear that Dawson merely saw me as a substitute for Ruby after she left him years ago. He never really told me about Ruby until the few days she finally arrived at the international airport.

Yet, I was deeply in love with him. I had chosen to marry him and had hoped that maybe, our relationship was one of the rare chances where alpha-ness or beta-ness wouldn’t really matter.

That the two of us could have a happy marriage.

That I, would be happy with him.

For Goddess’s sake, I even wanted to give birth to his child!

However, my loss of our first child was most likely a sign that I had to wake up. Perhaps, even with a presence of a born baby between us, Dawson wouldn’t even bother to change.

My mind was busy as it kept on recalling things, of which order I couldn’t even recall.

The last thing I remember before slipping into sleep, was the day I met Dawson, Ruby, and her son Darby outside a cafe on a fine weekend.

They really looked like those pictures of a happy new family that people often posted on social media.

I remembered something had actually snapped within me that day and said out loud to Dawson, “You should’ve seen him often.” By that, I was referring to Darby. “Growing up, he might need a father figure.”

Both Dawson and Ruby were surprised back then. What I didn’t anticipate, however, was the fact Dawson took a step forward and slapped me across my face.

“How could you say that, Saddie?” his face was flushed. “You had no idea how Darby even feel for not being able to see his father,” he said in a low tone. He didn’t shout.

Soon after, Dawson took Ruby and Darby away from the cafe.

There was a creak and a sinking of the bed behind my back. It prompted me to open my eyes.

"Did the doctor say anything about your condition?" Dawson was behind me.

The proximity brought me a waft of a scent, that wasn’t quite like him, and a faint perfume of freshness that was recently popular among females. Being a beta might limit me from having keener senses of smell unlike alphas or omegas. But I could connect the dots, I could guess whose scent that was.

I shrugged and lightly pushed his hand away.

"Doctor Pearson said I’m okay," I said, masking a neutral tone in my sleepy voice.

Perhaps surprised at my rejection, Dawson offered a hurried explanation, "A new project came out this evening and I need to personally take care of it."

Yeah, a project to escort Ruby to the hospital.

I kept that to myself, "Yeah…” I said. “Don’t forget to shower."

I stopped paying attention once I heard the sound of water drops hitting the tile.