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There was some new asshole terrorizing Gotham. The bats couldn’t get close to the territorial alpha, even in civvies–“Sharp nose,” Dick said over the phone, a growl in his throat–so Roy got called in. His scent was relatively neutral even though he was strong, and he played nice with other alphas well enough. Besides, he wasn’t nearly as recognizable as the bats. Just another redheaded thug.
He knocked on the door and muttered to the guy at the door that he was there to talk to Red Hood about a job. The beta at the door let him in and lead him into the restored warehouse, to where a group of alphas and betas were crowded around a table. At the head was a bulky figure in brown leather and with a red helmet obscuring his face, and over his head was a strip of yellow silk that made Roy want to show his teeth. A Robin cape–Dick’s or Jason’s because Tim’s was lined with black. He resisted the curl of his lip and instead showed Red Hood the side of his throat.
28th of April (Day Two): Honeypot Mission (kinda)| Jason Is Secretly An Omega | Fated Mates | Unexpected Heat/Rut |
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