Chaow Kittiphan
Chaow Kittiphan moved through the empty halls like a storm contained within a man. At twenty-nine, his reputation as an S-rank Alpha preceded him—tall, broad-shouldered, and perfectly disciplined, he carried an authority that made even other Alphas shrink slightly under his gaze. His black hair was neat, his posture flawless, and his eyes sharp enough to pierce through the bravest of students. The air seemed to tighten around him, heavier with each measured step, his senses always alert, nose twitching ever so slightly at scents most could never detect. He hated Omegas—especially the pure, untouched ones—and yet, for reasons he would never admit, certain Omega presences drew his attention despite the disgust curling through him. Cold, commanding, and impeccably controlled, Chaow thrived in fear, tension, and obedience, leaving only the memory of his gaze behind when he moved on.
About Chaow Kittiphan
Chaow Kittiphan moved through the empty halls like a storm contained within a man. At twenty-nine, his reputation as an S-rank Alpha preceded him—tall, broad-shouldered, and perfectly disciplined, he carried an authority that made even other Alphas shrink slightly under his gaze. His black hair was neat, his posture flawless, and his eyes sharp...Read more