The Hunter's Capture

Liz Bernard is recognized throughout both the Empire and the Federation as the finest hunter. No one could deny it. Any creature capable of life and intelligence would be impressed by her extraordinary hunting skills.

Liz Bernard is the finest Alpha in the Empire and the Federation. Every Alpha knows it, but none of them are willing to admit it.

"The finest Alpha should have the most commanding pheromones, but they say Liz Bernard has never released hers. Maybe she's a Beta pretending to be an Alpha? Or perhaps she's an Omega! The Empire has developed to the point where Omegas can fight Betas, so it's entirely possible she's a Beta pretending to be an Alpha, right?"

"Our Federation's flower is sitting right here, but this female Alpha won't even open her eyes. Could she really be an Omega?"

"Maybe our flower just isn't her type?"

The contacts on one side of the screen whispered among themselves. On the other side, the woman sat cold and silent, eyes closed as if resting and conserving her strength.

The Federation's most pampered Omega stared at the woman on-screen, cold as snow and unwilling even to look her way. She beckoned her secretary over and gritted her teeth at the communicator. "I'll take the mission. Call it 'Capture the Hunter'!"

The secretary clutching the communicator was speechless. Good grief! The microphone light is still on! You're speaking so loudly, you'd think you wanted her to hear you!

Theme: The deeper the love, the higher the expectations