Dear Omega,
While doing some rounds, I saw you in the kitchen. I secretly watched you from afar as you were preparing our foods for the night.
You moved like a swan. So graceful but swift that hipnotized me and stayed on my spot longer than I planned to.
Then I heard you humming a familiar song. Damn! Your voice is so angelic that my eyes dropped close on their own as I leaned onto a nearby tree and continued listening, feeling suddenly relaxed.
Perfect.
Yes.
That moment is perfect. Your moves are perfect. Your voice is perfect.
For me, mate, you are perfect.
The future Alpha
