It was never easy for you to live with them, even when they’re your family and respect you the way you are.
Rick took always care of you, especially during your heat what was and will always be an awkward situation between the two of you. But you handled the situations well, even with the weird sexual tension in your heat.
Everything went so well since you’re in Alexandria where you can hide in the cell Morgan built when you’ve to, until you meet another Alpha.
Like the king of the world Negan steps out of the RV, his intense smell of power and dominance making you shiver. Instinctively you press closer to Rick who somehow tries to cover you and your scent.
But it’s pointless.
Even when Negan wouldn’t be that powerful, he’d for sure notice what you are.
And that scares you.
“Hi, you’re Rick, right?” Negan asks unnecessarily, his eyes shifting to you. “I’m Negan and I do not appreciate you killing my men..”
His voice, the subliminal growl in it, mixed with the fear and slight anger you can smell on Rick, letting you whimper. Submissive you stare at the ground as Negan’s flashing eyes catch yours.
“What do we’ve here?” Negan purrs and crouches down in front of you. “A little Omega. Fuck, I thought you’d be all fuckin’ dead by now.”
“Leave her.” Rick growls while you feel torn between the two Alphas.
Angrily Negan clicks his tongue and raises his finger to shut up Rick. “Look at me, Omega.”
You do what he wanted, having no choice even when he wouldn’t be an Alpha.
“Good, you listen.” Appreciatively he nods, his finger sliding over your stomach now. “Does our Rick take care of you… and your needs?”
A blush creeps over your face and you look back to the ground, nodding and shaking your head at the same time.
“Fuck Rick, how do you resist her?” He asks amused, his glowing eyes still on you. “She isn’t even in her heat and I want to ping pong my dick all over her.”
Another whimper is leaving your throat as a well known warm feeling spreads in your lower abdomen. Rick hisses a growl at Negan, at you, at the whole situation, but doesn’t stop you as you press yourself closer to him.
“That’s not how it fucking works. Not anymore.” Negan pulls you back in line, his hands still resting on your shoulders. “Would you like me to take care of you?”
Against your will, the animal instincts took over, you nod as Negan suddenly grabs your chin.
“Speak when your spoken to.”
“Y-yes, Neg.. Alpha.” You respond quickly and he smirks satisfied, standing up.
Rick next to you gasps shocked and kind of hurted.
“Al-fucking-right, let’s go back to business.”
What have you done?
what would your name be had you been born a girl?