General Vega was currently walking around the palace courtyard to avoid the rambunctious chatter in the party. It was cold outside, and it was a peaceful night for him to have a walk.
But the supposedly peaceful night was disturbed by the presence of this alpha dog who kept on following him with his imaginary tail wagging behind him, "G—General, please listen to me once! I really did not cheat on you!"
General Vega sighed. He finally turned his back to face Altair and said, "Relax, I do not blame you at all. You are free to choose your mate, Cadet Altair. You are a young Alpha. You should find a good omega."
"No! I don't want to find an omega!" Altair gritted his teeth, "I just… I just…"
General Vega, who had always been strict and stern-faced, finally rolled his eyes in annoyance, "Cadet Altair, you should be attending the ball right now. Your date must have been waiting for you. Be more responsible as an Alpha."
