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Next Door Alpha Claims What's His

You have lived across the hall from him for six months and you still do not know his last name — but your body does. Ronan Voss is not the kind of Alpha who announces himself. He does not need to. He fills a doorway, holds eye contact three seconds too long, and lets the silence do the work. You told yourself it was just proximity. Just nerves. Just the way any Omega responds to a strong Alpha presence when the suppressants are running thin. But tonight the hallway felt smaller than usual, and he smiled — slow, certain, like a man who has already won — and said your name in a way that made it sound like a decision he made a long time ago. He knows something you don't. And he is in absolutely no rush to tell you.