"🥀 𝕬𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙 𝖇𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖘 𝖔𝖓𝖈𝖊 𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖎𝖓 "
Vaulted ceilings embellished with scalloped edging, plaster medallions, custom moldings and painted artwork that depicted the glory of the gods and goddesses.
The polished marble floors showed off the reflection of the vibrant colours that moved gracefully on it's surface.
Thick velvet drapes embroidered with golden stitches that took the shapes of the sun that normally fell over large the large french windows spread across the gigantic room, were pulled back to reveal the beauty of the full moon surrounded by stars in the inky black skies.
The walls were painted a lovely deep wine colour that made the colours of the diamond, crystal and månå stone chandeliers stand out even more and gave the already suffocating rich atmosphere a classy look to it.
Curved observation balconies were blocked off thick curtains to provide privacy and fresh air to those who needed a break from socializing.
The indoor columns were pretty snow white colour with golden sun and creasant moon design that seemed to sparkle under the dazzling light of the chandeliers
A grand orchestra stood in the background playing slow music that gave off a regal and distinguished air, one that fit the tastes of the guests present.
Guests wearing the latest trends of suits and gowns that had recently taken over the high society, made from expensive materials, from silk from across the world to exotic feathers, fur and jewels
All of them with fancy updos and expensive jewelry decorating their bodies.
Round dining tables cream colored tablecloths, napkin puffs in wine glasses, perfectly polished and spaced silverware, gold-edged china place settings, candle or flower centerpieces with freshly baked and beautifully platted dessert.
Butlers and maids circulating the crowd of aristocrats offer canapés or to exchange empty glasses for fresh ones.
Golden bubbles rising in flutes of champagne
Dancers swirling on the dance floor with graceful and mesmerizing steps as they moved with practiced and precise steps.
Two toned serpentine red eyes stared at the crowd of people gathered in the huge ball room.
The smell of expensive wine, champagne, desserts and pheromones enhancing perfume wafting in the air.
A scent that only belonged to the rich.
Noble high class hybrids and mythics moved around in groups mingling together and losing themselves in expenive alcohol while bragging about their wealth and fortunes.
The alphas gathered together trying to one up each with long tales of bravery or run on and on about their noble linage and what roll their ancestor played in building the Empire, only to bow their heads in submission when the true war heroes and people of value walked through.
While omegas moved together in their familiar cliques, saying flowerly words to one another that held thinly veiled insults as they flaunted of their status and power to the lower nobility to put them in their place, while simultaneously singing the praises of the omegas that outranked them
The only betas allowed were the serving staff that attended to the beck and call of nobility like they were supposed to, lowering their heads as they served their purpose.
He brought the champagne glass in his hands closer to his thin red lips, a burst of flavor as the blood red liquid wet his tongue.
A quiet hum of satisfaction left his form at the taste and high quality of the drink.
Fresh and rich.
But because of how many times he had been subjugated to doing this, the once exotic taste of the blood song he held in his hand now tasted bland and uninteresting.
He expected nothing less after all.
The man let out a sigh as he carefully rested his back to on the plush leather material of the lounge chair he was seated on in a secluded corner of the ballroom meant to be used by only nobles of the highest prestige.
He stretched out his empty glass to one of the waiting staff stationed around them, not needing to say anything as his glass was filled to the brim with the mesmerizing red coloured liquid, his elven like ears zoning back in on the conversation going on around him.
One couldn't blame him for losing interest in the mindless droning of the person talking.
He had heard them so many times ramble on about the same useless topic that he had already memorized every word that came of their mouth and the information wasn't something he didn't already know, besides he wasn't the only who wasn't paying attention.
Ignoring the blabber mouths his eyes took a quick glance at the two others who sat around him for any sort of change they had in this time line, but found none.
What had he been expecting ?
They both still looked exactly the same.
The young woman seated to his left had long straight light pink hair styled into a messy bun with pearl and gold ornaments, the few strands that weren't neatly packed framed the sides of her face perfectly, two long thin fluffy antennas of black and orange stood on top of her head, poking their way through her hair.
Thin pink lashes framed her droopy shaped eyes making her orange hue eyes stand out, her lips were a natural glossy thin pink lips was pulled into a small gentle smile adding a air of kindness, her pale porcelain skin had a healthy glow to it as the light from the chandelier made it look more radiant, her cheeks had a soft rosy hue to it. A single monarch butterfly wing by each side of her pretty face with pearl studded earrings gently clipped on.
Her pale neck had on a two collar stringed white pearl necklace with one heavy neatly polished jasper gem attached to it resting gently on her collar bone. The style of gown she had on was a very low off shoulder that exposed the pale skin of her shoulders, her collarbone and the very top of her well endowed cleavage being pushed up by her inner corset.
The gown it self was a very beautiful and unique design that made use of the pearl motif she had on ,with pearls and orange colored jewels being sown into silk and lace fabric the gown been made with orange and white colours.
The large pair of monarch butterfly wings with pretty white spotted designs attached to her back were folded gently behind her as she sat with pose and grace , a champagne glass being held her lace gloved hand, her scent of newly bloomed blue bells and freshly brewed chamomile tea made her aura seem even more welcoming and kind.
Nothing had changed.
He gave a side glance to the man sitting by his right.
He was a carbon copy of the woman.
After all it was expected of identical twins, he just dressed in more masculine clothing.
Having short light pink hair styled neatly with a head ornament made of pearls, his own antennas though the same colour as his sister's were less fluffier.
Bored orange eyes framed with thick lashes staring blankly at the crowd, thin pink lips remained in a straight line giving him an aura of aloofness to him. His porcelain skin was free from any blemish and a light rosy colour dusted his cheeks.
The monarch butterfly wings at the side of his face was bare of any form of jewelry, he wore a cream colored silk shirt with a deep orange cravat wrapped around his neck with a diamond embedded in the middle, with pitch black pants and white cheivor shoes. Like his sister, the monarch butterfly wings with light brown spotted designs attached to his back were folded neatly as he leaned into the lounge chair, watching the party going on around him with little interest.
His own normally relaxing scent of blue bells and mint had simmered into something thick, his scent telling people that he was annoyed and they should stay away from him even if his face said otherwise.
Like his sister he had not changed a single bit.
Nothing had changed.
He brought the glass closer to his red lips and down the liquid down in one gulp wanting to drown himself in alcohol and forget what was going on around him.
NO!
He wanted to break the glass use the broken shards to slit his own throat.
Hopefully this time he would die and never wake up to this cursed world again.
But he knew better.
From both experience and just knowing that the gods wouldn't make things so easy for him.
It wasn't the first time he had gotten an idea to kill himself.
Except he had never succeeded in doing so, somehow someone would magically find him at the brink of death when he was oh so close to the sweet release of his suffering and magically save him.
He would never be able to die by his own hands.
If anything suicide would just tarnish the reputation he had worked so carefully to build.
After all a superior creature like himself was not supposed to run away from his problems with such cowardly methods.
Even hybrids didn't do such.
The stupid practice of taking one's own life was only done by inferior creatures like Ahenäkis.
But because of he had been pushed into the edge of madness at some point he had tried it to escape.
How shameful of him.
He was more mentally stable now, at least in time line.
He also didn't want to give those lowlifes an edge over him.
It would also make it easier for those bastards to pin him as unstable and kill him.
All suicide attempts always led to his deaths being a public execution.
He hated being humiliated.
And the months of torture that led up to his execution was something he didn't want to experience anytime soon.
Two toned red eyes went back to stare at the ball room floor.
He had watched this scene play over and over so many times that he was getting sick of it.
Watching the same thing happen over and over again, knowing exactly what was going to happen, yet being absolutely powerless to stop himself from meeting an unjust end.
It almost drove him mad.
But at the same time it made a very small part of him relax at the familiarity of the scene.
People knowing their place and acting in line to their roles.
The higher nobility putting the lower members of the hierarchy in their place while the beta's served them.
This was how things were meant to be.
People knowing their places and the order of things remaining the same.
He wordlessly stretched out his hand his for another refill, whether he wanted to be drunk before the inevitable happened or just create an excuse for himself to leave before those bastards got here and destroyed his mental state more he didn't know.
Which ever one came first.
" You seem to be enjoying yourself Lord Hilrose "
' 109 ' the man counted mentally as he heard those word.
He had been expecting it.
Those words only ever happened when he Indulged himself in alcohol.
The person's words had attracted the attention of the two butterfly fairies seating by his side which was his own cue to gave them his own attention.
Turning his gaze from the dance floor he looked over to the person who had spoken up.
The poor soul was a young omegan elven woman with average looks and unlike them who sat on the lounge, she was seated on a small decorated stool with four other low ranking omega nobles
A very humiliating way of showing the vast difference between their social class.
She had fair skin, raven black hair and big warm grey eyes. She wore a frilly blue gown, decorated heavily with jewelry and ribbons that showed off her slender frame ( as well as her wealth and noble status and also a poor attempt of making herself look sophisticated ) and her thin red painted lips were pulled into a haughty smile giving her the staple look of an arrogant noble lady.
If she stood alone with the rest of the other recessive omegas around her, she might have been considered a bit cute, might even get someone to notice her. Since weak scents belonged to recessives her scent of fallen rain was... soothing.
But to bad for her she just had to be in the midst of the most beautiful omegas in all of Denamir's high society.
' What was her name again ? Ah. I remember now. Maria Hirst '
She was from a small viscounty that had recently gained more wealth and power in the aristocratic society and Fiona had been so ' kind ' as to take her under her wing and teach her the ways of high nobles, just like the others around them.
But he and Fabian both knew that was bullshit.
Unlike the kind demeanor Fiona gave off she didn't give a single thought about people who were underneath her.
To her and everyone in the higher ring of society they were worthless.
And they had been taught worthless things weren't meant to be worth their time or thought.
Maria and the others was simply there to make them shine brighter and boost that reputation.
It was how things should be.
" Shouldn't I ? " the man questioned his deep gaze boring into the woman's soul making her freeze up in her seat, the colour draining from her face when she realized just how impudent her question was.
Who was she to speak so Informally to a mythic ?
Especially the treasured omega of the Hilrose Grand duchy !
" N..no not at all. His highness the crown prince was the one who threw this party and as his fiance you have every right to enjoy it. Forgive me for my impudence Lord Hilrose"
The woman quickly stammered out, bowing her head In submission, her figure trembling slightly in her seat.
' 98 ' the man thought as he focused his attention back on the champagne glass in his hands, bringing it closer to his lips to enjoy the contents of the glass again.
An air of stillness and slight fear floated around as the lower nobility around the Empire's most accomplished omegas looked at their future Emperor waiting for his response.
Said man didn't bother to acknowledge her apology, instead focusing on enjoying this moment of peacefulness and bliss.
Besides he knew she didn't mean it.
But at least for now she would continue to act her role of a subservient lower being.
This was how things should.
Those on the bottom living in fear of those on the top.
The lower class sacrificing themselves for those on top.
The weak bending over to the will of the strong.
People knowing their places.
Yet a few minutes from now those bastards were going to walk in and destroy the balance of things.
They were going to shatter everything he had worked so hard to accomplish.
The slight scent of copper filled the air snapping him out thoughts making the man roll his eyes.
' This 107th time she's using her stupid fear to ruin my enjoyment ' the red eyed man thought clicking his tongue in annoyance as he turned his attention to the elven woman.
' And whenever she does this noticing that Ahenäki is inevitable ' his two toned red eyes narrowed at her.
Maria tried to strangle her fear down once she noticed the glare directed towards her, but found it hard to do so.
Her fear grew even more as she tried ground herself, she pleading looked at the others sitting beside her hoping someone would come to her rescue by averting attention away from her, but all of them turned their eyes away not wanting to be dragged into any problems.
The dark haired woman felt lost, everyone had turned their backs on her and she knew there was no way lady Ambrose would help her out of this.
The bitch was probably getting high of her suffering.
She just had to open her big mouth to stroke that fucking bastards ego and look where it landed her.
Her grey eyes darted around the ballroom trying to find an easy target of push everyone's attention towards.
When all hope seemed lost and she would be subjected to the anger of a superior being she finally found the perfect soul.
" H.. hah I know that the imperial family threw this party for all of nobility, but you would think that a Ahenäki would know it's place and stay away from a place it's not wanted. "
And with that she successfully turned everyone's attention away from her as all eyes turned to look at the direction she was staring at, their gaze focused on the poor fellow standing by himself in the corner.
Snarky comments and loud Insult were quick to spill out of the mouths of the lower class nobles as two of the higher class stared at the man with disgust.
The blond man felt his nose scrunched up in slight irritation at the sight of the mutt standing in the corner.
In a slightly dim corner of the ball room was a man standing alone away from the crowd.
His body language seemed nervous and fidgety as he nervously ' glanced ' around the dance floor, huddling closer into his corner whenever someone would pass by.
The man had well kept silver-blue coily hair , the tight ringlets covering his eyes making their colour unknown and only the bottom part of his face visible.
His skin was a dark chocolate colour, rare skin tone in this part of the empire.
His bottom lip was a little swollen with how often he was biting them.
He played with his fingers nervously, the sleeves of his coat swallowing his hands, the clothes he had on although made of fine materials were outdated and baggy on his form making him look so out of place.
He was out of place.
His kind weren't supposed to be mixing with beings far superior than them.
" I can't believe it actually came here " one of the omegas said and with that everyone faced all their attention on the unknowing soul.
" The piece of trash couldn't stay put in it's garbage hole "
" Well Ahenäkis are known to be terribly stupid, I'm sure it couldn't process that it's presence wasn't needed "
" It's being is staining the prestige of the imperial palace. "
More venomous spilled out of the mouths lower nobility as they tore the man apart with their words.
Still he couldn't blame them.
Even after all the lives he's experienced he could still never surpass the wave of annoyance and disgust he felt whenever he saw the man.
The blond man didn't know how one could look so pathetic.
" Now, now, let's not start being like that. We're superior creatures. We shouldn't stoop that low. "
Fiona's voice said softly, her orange hues focusing on the nervous man, her practiced smile tugging into a small frown as a grimace found it's way to her face, her expression being a huge contradiction to her words, but it was enough to get them to shut up.
" Besides..." Fabian was the one to speak up, his gaze already going back to focus on the dance floor away from the man minding his business in his corner.
" He's higher in ranking than the rest of you so you should mind how you talk about him. Slandering someone of higher in status is an offense. You shouldn't forget that. Know your place " The pink haired man emphasized narrowing his eyes at them making them freeze in their stool seats
The air around the lower nobles was one of disdain and bitterness at the monarch butterfly fairy's words, but they dared not speak up against him.
Even if one of them was suicidal enough to go against the mythic the pink haired man was still right.
By noble ranking after the ducal family he was in the same crowd as the next most powerful people in the Empire, as he was the current head one out Empire's four Marquis households.
In terms of ranking and wealth the silver-blue haired man was far superior to a lot of people present in the ballroom, but that didn't make him any less of an outcast in high society or stop people from disregarding and belittling him at his back, some brave souls even doing it to his face.
After all no amount of rank, power or wealth would change the fact that he was nothing more than a dirty-
" Filthy human "
The blond man mumbled silently under his breath as he glared at chocolate skinned man.
Looking at the man made his blood boil.
Bringing the champagne glass to his lips once more he took a large gulp as a last ditch effort to calm his nerves down, stretching the empty glass out for another refill when he was done.
He needed to stay calm and not act foolishly.
After all it wasn't really the man he was pissed at.
Sure, as a filthy Ahenäki he was the bane of their perfect society.
He was from a species that was discarded by the goddess of light and creation for being the product of a rouge god
A species known for causing calamity and destruction.
A species that had let their envy consume them and had foolishly challenged the rest of superior beings when they didn't even have enough månå in their bodies to manipulate the månå around them.
A species that that learned the hard way from their foolish mistake that had led to almost 98.5 percent of their people being wiped off and leaving the measly few left to face the consequences of being damned by the rest of the world.
The only reason an Ahenäki like the man had even being granted a chance to rome in high society and enjoy having a noble rank with numerous wealth was because his ancestors had been wise enough to betray their own kind and had become spies for the superiors during the war and as their decedent he was reaping the benefit of their betrayal.
But the human itself was okay.
It knew it's place and didn't try to out do itself.
Like the rest of society it played well to his role and didn't try to do anything that would change that.
It was satisfied with it's role and played it well
But the thing that pissed him off about the human was that it was it's useless fiance had made everything crumble.
It was because of that tramp that everything he worked so hard to accomplish would come crashing down on top of him.
It was because the human couldn't keep a tight leash on his stupid whore and the damn fanny had grown to greedy.
Instead of the thing being satisfied with it's position it had sought to covet things that weren't his to gain power.
The bastard had even taken his own property away from him!
Simply because his stupid human had never taught him to know his place that's why the cunt had the audacity to do what he's going to do.
That was what the blonde man hated about the human.
If the trash had simply put it's filth in it's place then he would have been able have been able to live his life peacefully.
He wanted to beat the Ahenåki to a bloody pulp as a way to vent off his pent up rage.
But he wasn't going to.
He already done in a few failed lives and all it had done was make him even angrier to be stained with the filthy thing's blood and feel weak for not being able to actually hit the bitch that would be responsible for his downfall and it had given those bastards a leverage over him because by making him seem like a sadistic prick even though if it wasn't for the human's noble position everyone else would have done the same thing.
Besides, the thing was also a victim in this twisted games the gods seemed to enjoy playing on him.
Because like himself the Ahenäki never survived any of the timelines.
And like himself all of his deaths were never natural.
Well a lot of people were destined to die just like him ( though for some reason he was the only one cursed to remember), there were still rare times even they survived.
But never the Ahenäki.
They were both made to die every single time.
The only difference between the two of them was that all of the Ahenäki's deaths were more brutal and wretched than the last.
The human had never ever been given a painless death in any life.
Anytime his body was discovered it was either disfigured, cut open, disembodied, bones broken, melted off, burnt, skinned alive, harsh poison eating him from the inside out e.t.c e.t.c.
And even then it was always obvious he had been tortured severely before he meet his end.
Since the man was a human despite his position as a marquis his death was always quickly pushed under the rug and his younger step brother was quickly made to take over his position, the absolute brutality of his death only ever acknowledge to keep the empire entertained for weeks as they talked about it.
The blond man didn't have any proof but he knew it was the same bastards that enjoyed taunting him and taking everything away from him where also behind the death of the Ahenäki, but that wasn't what the man cared about.
The only that concerned him with the marquise was that whenever the human died his own demise was never to far behind.
Be it two days from when the Ahenäki's body would be discovered to a week, three weeks, but never over a month.
It always changed everything timeline and because of this he would either become a wreak of anxious and paranoia or an empty vessel as he waited for his inevitable end.
Sometimes he was even blamed for the man's demise, those bastards framing him and saying it was a way to get back at that bitch by killing his ex-fiancee.
The blond man's lips pulled down into a miniscule frown.
And that was what he would be going through in this life once again-
The blaring of the royal trumpets stole everyones attention as all eyes looked over to top of the red velvet carpeted stairs.
" ANNOUNCING THE ARRIVAL OF THE BLESSED SUNS OF OUR MIGHTY EMPIRE. THE HELIOS DE VORONIX IMPERIAL FAMILY "
The imperial messenger voice bellowed in the now quiet ballroom, his introduction of the purest and most feared blood line in the empire made all the people present bow their heads in respect ( those that were originally seated joining those that were standing to bow )
The imperial family walked down the stairs elegantly with a vast aura of authority.
The blond man removed his eyes from the scene not wanting to waste his time.
After watching the scene so many god forsaken times the splendor of watching the imperial family was gone, instead all he saw was a pack of worthless puppets set to play there roles like the rest of the people around him.
And with how things had been playing out with the little interactions he hadseen so far it looked like they were all going to be against at some point in this life as well.
Screw them.
Besides, his o so charming fiance wasn't in their midst.
He was probably still babying that whore.
Screw him!
The people remained bowing their heads until all members of the imperial family had made it to their assigned thrones and had the empress given the command did the people raise their heads.
" Welcome my citizens to this wonderful occasion "
The empress voice boomed echoing loudly in the silent ball, making all eyes direct towards her solely.
She only continued when she was sure all eyes were focused on her.
" My first blood has held this ceremony for us saying he has discovered a rare gem in our empire that will increase the worth of our already prestigious empire and make the goddess shine more favor on us. "
The news caused a small murmur to break out amongst the crowd of nobility as their interest was piqued, it only caused the frown on the blond man's lips to deepen into a scowl.
" So until then, enjoy the festivities " and with those words she finished her speech and a round of applause for her followed shortly after and the people returned back to what they we're doing.
The same boring draining mindless chatter happening around him made the red eyed man tone and instead start the count down from when that whore would walk in and turn the keys to the events that would lead to his eventual death.
' Awwwn your giving up already ~'
Resisting the urge to physically groan out in annoyance the man simply clicked his tongue quietly, choosing to ignore the voice in his head instead focusing on his mental countdown.
' 20 '
" Oh how cruel of you. I only wanted to give you some advice to help you survive"
Now that caught his attention.
" Ohohohohoho~ well Look who's finally paying attention to me- "
' Are you going to talk or not. ' the man hissed at the entity that had come to disturb him.
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" Hmmph! How rude! I offer my services and this is how I'm treated " the voice grumbled in a whiny tone and it irked the man to no end
" But since I'm feeling kind I'll let this slide. Think of this as a gift for repeating this little game for two hundred and nine times " the voice hummed out with a mocking tone, pissing the blond man even more.
So that's the number of times he had been killed huh, he had stopped counting at a hundred and sixty nine.
9
'Are you going to tell me or n-'
" PROTECT THAT HUMAN " it was the entity's turn to cut the man off, it's tone void of all playfulness, the sudden seriousness sending shivers down the blond man's spine.
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" If you want to stop this meaningless repeat then it's in your best interest to make sure he survives. "
With those words the voice went silent and disappeared leaving the man to his own thoughts.
The blond man felt his heart hammer away in his rib cage.
The clod blood in his veins rushed giddly.
He couldn't stop the expression of shock that morphed on his face.
After repeating life so many times he had finally experienced a change.
He would have cackled out loud in madness if it wouldn't have destroyed his public image.
The opening of the doors and the astonished gasping of the people around told him that the useless trash had finally showed up, but he wasn't angry.
No. Far from it even.
For the first time that night a smirk played on his lips as he watched his fiance escort the goddess's ' chosen child '.
This new life was going to be so interesting.
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‡CLASS HIERARCHY‡
DOMINANT ALPHAS
Are the highest of the whole tier and can control the others.
They have very large body frames and can stand from 6 - 9 feet at times.
*Note* some hybrid species can grow taller and bigger than this
Their pheromones are so strong that even Betas can perceive them and easily get manipulated by it, they have the same effect on omegas, but dominant omegas ate able to resist it a bit.
They usually come from higher noble back grounds,but can be found in middle class as well, but their usually illegitimate children who have royal or higher ranking noble blood in their veins
Ruts usually have a strong effect on them and make them lose themselves to instincts. It tends to last for five days to a week and in the time they are constantly try to make sure their seed is buried deep within their partners.
Ruts can last a few days longer if they are one that uses frequently superssants.
RECESSIVE ALPHAS:
They are more common than Dominant Alphas, but their body frame and height is not as daunting as their Dominant counter parts , standing from 6 - 8 feet.
*Note* some hybrid species can still grow taller than this
Their scents are also not as strong, but they can still attract recessive omegas and betas with not much difficulty, there is a very strong resistance with dominant omegas though.
Female Recessive alphas also have the ability to get pregnant, but by dominant alphas only.
Majority of them tend to lack the pseudo penis in their Virgina like female dominant alphas do and even if they do, most noble families usually perform surgeries to get rid of it so they can engage them off to either male recessive alphas or any gender dominant alphas to increase chances of pregnancy.
They go through heat, but it is very weak and only causes them slight discomfort and some don't even experience it all all.
The highest the heats tend to last for the ones who do experience it is a day and a half.
Male recessive alphas experience rut, but it doesn't affect as severely as their dominant counterparts, but they still loose control and tend to succumb to their instincts. It usually lasts for 3 - 5 days.
BETAS:
They are very common in this world making at least 51% of the total population.
They also have scents but theirs are very weak compared to the Alphas and omegas.
How strong one's pheromones determine their worth.
Betas have very little pheromones making them worthless in the eyes of alphas and omegas.
They also cannot perceive pheromones all that well ( unless the person is from the dominant hierarchy ) so they usually use body build to determine what the second gender of a person is or they ask.
Female betas also experience heat , but theirs is not as painful as an omega, but is more serious than a female Recessive alphas and lasts for 2 days maximum.
They can usually go through it without the help of a mate, but their fertility levels are not that high.
All betas are commoners and peasants folk and unless they've had a history of other classes in their family tree it will remain that way.
They are seen as lesser in this society.
DOMINANT OMEGAS:
Are the most sought out of Omegas since they have very beautiful appearances and very alluring pheromones.
Their fertility level is also very high and in some rare cases they can carry 3 to 5 pups at a time.
Like Dominant Alphas, Dominant omegas are mostly found in higher noble families or in the royal bloodline, but can be found in middle class or poorer noble backgrounds as well ( this happens in very rare cases )
A dominant omega's heat can last for a week but can also become week an a half if they are one to constantly use superssants
In some rare cases they don't experience heats until much later in their life due to stress or over working
RECESSIVE OMEGAS
They are also very pretty and have nice pheromones, but their scents are not as strong as their dominant counter parts.
Their heats usually last up to five days.
They don't have high fertility rates as well and can only have one or two pups throughout their life time, but there's a reason for this.
Their class can get pregnant and also make their dominant counter parts pregnant as well, so marriages between the two omega classes do happen, although very rarely since majority of the time both classes prefer alpha partners