Women don't identify you as an Alpha or Beta. That's something for wolfpacks, and is typically used as a form of ranking where one stands. You can be the leader of a group, being the Alpha, and the rest under the leader being the Beta. Makes sense, right? But it's considered that anyone can be an Alpha by specific traits and have little to do with actual leadership of a group or any form of ranking. Hence I prefer to replace Alpha with "Man", which is an entity that is grown up, wise, respectful and any positive traits one finds attractive in another person. The Beta, which I like to call the "Child", acts immature, irrational and emotional.

Women want Alpha's, but more specifically, women want a man who can stand up for himself. Unless she wants to have control, she prefers a child that she can push over simply by her hand.

Just yesterday we were walking down the street and started chatting with 2 girls that happened to walk behind us. To make a long story short, we had a fun chat about the country we are from, guessing our age, among other things. Eventually I asked her for her number and she said she is already engaged for 2 weeks and can't give it to me. I treated the rejection just like any other answer, as if she told me she doesn't like a band that I do like. I already gave up on getting her number, but remained cool and just carried on talking with her like nothing happened. We chat for another minute and call her out on not having her engagement ring on, asking where she left it. Apparently she rejected the proposal (if there was any, lol), and the conversation heads to her making sure how long I still stay in the city or surroundings since I'm actually from abroad and she's a local. Said I would stay another month, and maybe more. Again she ask for confirmation "So you will be here still?", replying "Yeah, we could go for a coffee" (I can't remember how it went, something like this anyway). Before I know it, she starts looking frantically through her purse looking for her card, freaking out she might not have one, and in the end still giving me her number.

It's not so much about my story, rather that her rejection can be another shit test. Many "manchildren" start bawling their eyes out, while I know that I am not attractive to everyone and treat a rejection or acceptance the same way, namely as valuable information and just moving on from wherever I am. The way I treated her rejection so maturely actually let her know I'm not some kid that will throw a tantrum made her give me her number, because she knows I won't be such a pain in the ass like all the other manchildren she had to deal with.

We should be grateful for all the manchildren aka betas in our societies, because they make it really easy to show our high value just by simply acting like an adult.