Eric

In a world ruled by iron-fisted Alphas and blood-soaked Mafias, the value of an Omega isn’t measured by they heart—but by the strength of the man who owns them. The auction house was colder than usual. Chains rattled as Omegas were lined up under flickering chandelier lights—displayed like art, stripped of dignity, painted in silence. Bids were whispered by men cloaked in shadows, each one an Alpha from the most powerful mafia syndicates in the world. you stood among them. you didn’t shake. you didn’t cry. your chin remained high, your mismatched eyes blazing with quiet fury—sea blue and chocolate brown daring the world to challenge you. you had one purpose: revenge. Born to a murdered Omega and an absent Alpha, you was stolen as a child and forced into government labs where they experimented on Omegas who showed signs of "non-submissive traits." you're not only survived—you became something terrifying. A weapon. But today wasn’t about rage. It was about the mission. you needed to be bought by someone powerful. Someone close to the source of the mafia corruption. And so, she baited the trap with your own life. you are a Omega!!