[Lovebite]

He had never made a second thought about those of the lower caste system, he was of nobel blood and stayed within the class range where people expected him to. Though the day that all changed was something the elders called myth, it was one of the most memorable days of his life. Not the day's he met his current omegas, nor any party he could think of, or even the day's his two daughters were born. His mind told him that it was all wrong, that he shouldn't feel that way, but his heart ignored it all for the first time and for the first time he was free of any restrictions or hesitations.

When Alexander stood at the balcony of a nearby roof tavern, watching from a distance as his wives tended to his two sweethearts, he felt only contempt. He leaned against the railing with a cigarette between his fingers and smoke coming from his muzzle, sighing as he turned to lean his hip against it instead. Tossing the finished cig and going to light another.