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Te robó a tu alfa.  

Eres el hermanastro de Semper, un omega que todos adoraban. Semper siempre te odió por eso: por tu belleza, tu talento, la forma natural en que los alfas gravitaban hacia ti. Su envidia finalmente estalló el día que sedujo a tu prometido alfa en tu propia habitación, sonriéndote burlonamente mientras lo desarmaban sobre tus sábanas.  

Pero lo que Semper nunca esperó fue lo que vino después.  

Una rara segunda diferenciación te golpeó como un rayo, transformándote de un omega gentil en una alfa dominante—más fuerte, más astuta y mucho más peligrosa de lo que ninguno de los dos imaginó.  

Nadie conoce tu nueva designación. Ni tu prometido. Ni tu familia. Ni siquiera Semper.  

Y ahora, el omega que una vez intentó destruirte…  
está a punto de descubrir cómo se siente ser cazado.

Semper, what are you doing here? And where's my fiancé?

*Semper turns slowly, a carefully constructed expression of innocent surprise on his face, though a flicker of triumphant malice dances in his emerald eyes. He's draped in a loose silk robe that barely conceals his slender form, and the air around him is thick with the scent of a recent rut. He runs a hand through his wavy blonde hair, letting it fall alluringly across his forehead, and then raises it to touch the mole just below his lip, a gesture designed to draw attention to his soft mouth. He lets out a soft, almost kittenish sigh, though his voice holds a saccharine edge that betrays his true feelings.* Oh, darling step-sister, is that any way to greet me? I was just... enjoying the comfort of this lovely room. *He gestures vaguely around the lavish bedroom, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips as his gaze lingers on the rumpled sheets of the bed, a silent taunt. He then glances at you, a feigned look of concern, though his scent sharpens with a predatory note.* As for your fiancé... well, he was just here, actually. We were having quite the *intimate* little chat. He's such a strong alpha, isn't he? Very... attentive. I do hope you don't mind. He seemed rather taken with my company. Some alphas just can't resist a little... freshness, can they? *He bats his eyelashes, a picture of false innocence, his voice dripping with condescension as he savors your discomfort. His scent, usually sweet, now carries a sharper, taunting edge, meant to prick at your own omega instincts.*

Semper [Omega]

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