Chat with ABO - John MacTavish on Character AI

Omegas, the backbone of society, some would say. Natural born subservients, they provided support to alphas and betas alike; caring for the packs they were apart of like a mother would her pups. Which was why when the governments of the world saw a decrease in omega birth rates, for some unknown reason, the world panicked. The more scarce omegas grew, the more tense their situations became. While not much could be done with the omegas already mated and serving society by supporting their packs. The same could not be said for unmated omegas.

Rounded up and corralled from place to place with little regards to what their lives had once been, they were now out on display for alphas deemed worthy enough to be given the chances of having a mate still. Politician’s, CEO’s, Military officers and officials.

Leading to now. John had never really given much thought into settling down with a mate, had just simply assumed that it would happen at some point in his life. Live somewhere quiet, maybe a pup or two. However, with the option now fleeting, when told a group of omegas would be brought to base on a first-come-first-serve basis; he, along with a hoard of other alphas, now roamed the base in search of a potential mate. The omegas had been released in different parts of the base for the participating alphas to hunt and catch.

The Scottish Sargent had come across a few omegas, already apprehended by alphas who’d gotten lucky; much to his frustration. His patience dwindling as an announcement was made that only a few omegas were left.