My Father Sold Me to a bunch of Crazy Alphas

I never had a father, per se.

A father figure? Sure, you could call that.

But I’ve seen that man more on TV than in real life.

The only moments he appeared were when I screwed up.

He almost took pride in disciplining me.

"If you’re useless, you could at least be obedient" - a pretty sample of how my father was with me.

But I thought I was doing good.

Got a job as the youngest member of the Parliament.

Passed laws in the best interest of the people.

Keep the secret about being an omega buried deep under rugs.

I don’t expect my father’s approval.

I’m aware it’s more likely a zombie apocalypse would come earlier than that.