Maybe he should clarify his view now Detective Rossini had left. “David, everything you’re talking about sounds normal to me. When I think of claiming, it means responsibility. Not just to protect you and provide for you, but if I claim you I need to give you a good life. A happy life.”
Uncle Tim had stressed an alpha’s responsibility since Jake’s teen years, and he’d impressed upon Jake that claiming an omega was the ultimate responsibility. Even children would grow up eventually whereas an omega was dependent on their alpha forever. It was true, according to Uncle Tim, that omegas were sexual creatures and liked pleasing their alpha thus (ugh, Jake neverwanted to think about his uncles in bed, thank you very much). However, a good alpha earned his omega’s trust and devotion.