His eyes read through every document on his table. He can’t believe what he’s seeing. His investors, even the most loyal ones he’s had for years, are pulling out of his company.

He reached for the intercom, paging his secretary to come over his office.

“What the fuck are these?” he asked, borderline desperate and confused.

“I don’t know, Mr. Taylor. I received them earlier,” his secretary supplied, voice trembling. She subtly covered her nose, shielding herself from the distressed scent of her boss. She is an omega too, so the scent is much fouler for her.

Klyde picked up the documents again. Reading it again and again to make sure.

Someone has been stealing from him. From his investors too, causing them to pull out. Fuck. He can’t afford this. He can’t believe such a thing has been happening under his nose and he didn’t see it.

“Call a meeting. Now.”

He almost growled. She quickly turned on her heels, walking out of the office.

Klyde slowly inhaled, calming himself down. He can feel his tears stinging at the back of his eyes. But no, he can’t afford even a breakdown right now.

“The board will be ready in a few, Mr. Taylor,” he heard his secretary’s voice said from the intercom.

He quickly gathered all the documents, and stood up. On his way to the board room, he made sure to present his regal self. The powerful omega CEO they all know. But they all seem to throw that title away once the meeting started. Almost every member of his board are alphas, with some betas and a few omegas he made sure to include. Because no matter how much he tries to deny it, they will always be the one that runs the world. Alphas. Fuck them and their dominating nature.

He expected the meeting to go bad. They had always showed their distaste with him after all. An omega trying to rule alphas around. But he did not expect it to be this bad. Especially after showing them that he is capable for years.

“If you would have been smarter, this wouldn’t even happen,” Mr. Wong, one of his board members spit out. He’s an elderly alpha. His scent is strong, musk and amber, mixed with everyone else’s scent in the room. The few omegas’ bitter scent has reached his nose too. Even them, his supposed to be allies, are expressing their distaste with him now. He fought hard to keep his expression neutral. He envies the beta members of his board; they don’t have the ability to smell all this scent in one room.

He blinked fast, can’t believe a word the man said.

“Pardon?”

“You heard me. This company is hopeless, with how many investors have already pulled out.”

“We can still save it—”

“YOU save it. You’re capable, right? Those investors are smart to pull out. No use investing to a company that doesn’t give you anything anymore huh?” another member of his board growled, of course an alpha too. It almost made him flinch but he kept his composure.

He just stared at them as they all stood up and slowly left the meeting room. Showing their disrespect as they didn’t even wait for him to properly end the meeting before leaving. He kept his composure as they all looked at him with a mixture of disgust, pity and anger. He ignores the fact that his scent must be betraying his front, but he stood his ground.

Mr. Wong left the room last, he stopped in front of him.

“We told you, omegas are useless. But did you listen? No,” the man smirked, meeting his eyes. His alpha scent an ugly smell to him. He smells so smug and it makes him so angry.

“Good luck saving your company, omega.”