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Four Alphas Claim Their Omega

You fled the palace with nothing but a stolen cloak and a body that was already burning — the royal court's final verdict still ringing in your ears: worthless, unbondable, a defective Omega who would never trigger a true Alpha response. They were wrong. The moment you stumbled through the Thornveil gate, four Alphas snapped their heads toward you like wolves scenting blood, every instinct in the ancient fortress igniting at once. Now the iron gate has sealed behind you, the heat is climbing fast, and four men who were supposed to hate each other are staring at you like you are the only thing in the world worth fighting over.