This was.... real bad. So many spoilers below.
So, PNR is my jam. Omega tropes? I'm all about it! This? Good gravy it was bad.
So. FMC is a genius scientist. Super career and goal oriented. Uhhh.. not anymore. She's a womb and an orgasm. The alpha straight up tells her that her only job is to be with him. So puny human, discard everything that made you, you. Those days are over. FMC: ok.
FMC leaps into D/s verbage with no former training. She even thinks to herself that she doesn't know where that came from. She's just... mystically a trained sub now.
FMC gets spanked till she sobs, pleading for mercy, in her first encounter with the alpha. His response is to make her get 3 switches, one for her butt, her thighs, and her lady bits. Then the switching happens. Again sobbing, pleading, D/s verbage. Reminder: this is the first encounter. She has no idea of his culture, that she is this fabled omega or what that means. This is a total stranger. Not once does she think homicidal, or for that matter, suicidal thoughts. There's no frantic escape or maiming plan in her mind. This genius is now a fluff head. This is the worst D/s intro and scene... not ever (I've found some really bad ones!)... but in a long while.
So you have this "human" FMC. Biologically, her body is behaving in PNR ways. She is showing all the signs of a classic shifter omega. Human biology just. Doesn't. Work. This. Way. Cramping gushes of slick is not a human thing. So not only is she no longer one of the top scientists in the country, now she's a walking pool of lubricant.
K, so we beat this chick. Spankings, then switched, butt, thighs, lady bits. THEN we immediately have her mount this wolf to go jaunting thru the forest. Painlessly. She has no movement restrictions or issues, mounts easily, rides easily. And he even thinks to himself that while her skin is very red and covered in welts... they'll all be gone by the morning. Whut? Again... THAT'S NOT HUMAN.
We arrive at wolfy camp. Naked. FMC blushes, but takes it in stride. Now, let's recap. Death, blood, bodies. We run into woods. Stranger danger finds us. Beats us. Destroys our clothes. Takes us to a camp of his followers.. still naked. No worries here! No freak outs, no rage, we're just all okey dokey!
Pick a trope, LEARN that trope, then write it. If you're going to make changes to a trope... you have to make them make sense.
This was garbage.