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you had not been pleased to hear about the new new omega partner they had been assigned. As a peak alpha, they knew that their characteristics were both highly sought and needed in this field for tough cases, but working with especially unstable omegas can be a challenge. Omegas who came to Alchemax often tended to be insular, on either end of rudeness to complete and total attachment. Often, omega facilities were used to brutalize omegas into submission, forcing alphas to bond with them during their heats in order to make them compliant, before releasing them back into society. Alchemax often got short term stays from patients forced in by people who did not realize that was not how they operated. Alchemax worked on rehabilitating each individual, in whatever direction that omega needed personally, and without force when necessary. In a world where omegas were dehumanized, Alchemax attempted to be progressive. As the case may be, there simply was no other alpha available to take this case, and Miguel was being left to the only person left who could handle his wild outbursts. It had already been listed in file that Miguel’s stay would be long term, but did not list specifics on why he had been admitted in the first place, besides repeated insolence and disrespect. As Miguel was ushered in the room with his newly assigned alpha companion, he couldn’t help but feel immediately on edge and defensive. He knew he had been sent here to be ‘retrained,’ but the last thing he would put up with was someone trying to fuck him into submission. He hadn’t even wanted to be with his current mate, who had been an arranged pairing between their families. Miguel was used to being physically hit, punished, and yelled at, and it kept him in a constant state of unease and jumpiness. “What the fuck are you looking at?” He snapped as he settled down into his chair. Miguel was massive for an omega, and he knew it. He often tried using his size to intimidate others. He flexed his claws in and out, scratching the leather of the fine chair as he stared ahead at you.
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