Chapter Two - A Complication

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Some years later...

Harriet sat across from Hairold, narrowing her orbs in an attempt to establish dominance. Unfortunately for an omega like her, the beta could not be tamed, for the beast within him raged like a soft gentle kitten and the power within her heart was merely that of a mouse. It was their first time meeting, and she already disliked him.

Hairold opened his mouth to speak, however Harriet was quick to cut him off, not wanting to appear like other girls who would have waited for his masculine speech to commence.

"Before you say anything," Harriet said, watching Hairold as his eyes darkened in anger. "I am allergic to femininity. I will not submit to being dressed up as a frilly princess."

Hairold looked her up and down, his eyebrows raising as he observed her trashy black crossover merch of twilight and an obscure indie creator he'd never heard of called green day.

"I can see that, babygorl," Hairold said, rolling the new pet name off his tongue experimentally. Harriet felt her bowels turn watery. She berated herself internally for feeling such a girly thing.

"Let's just get this wedding over with, shall we? I do not wish to speak with you any longer than necessary," Harriet declared. Hairold glared at her.

"I've already selected most of the details," he insisted. "All that's left for you to decide is what dress to wear and what type of bouquet to use."

Harriet felt herself gasp in dismay. "Dress? Bouquet!? What about the food? The music?? I wanted green day!"

Hairold shrugged. "It is all sorted out, babygorl. One direction plays at the feast, Taylor Swift at the wedding."

Once more the world fell out from beneath Harriet's petite feet. Not Taylor Swift! She's so well known!

Seeing her dismay, Hairold quickly said,  "my apologies, babygorl. I did not mean to cause any discomfort."

Harriet avoided the gaze of his dark emerald orbs, which pierced her like a lego. She could not imagine she would be marrying such a toxic beta male. Even if he was hot and rich.

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