Callum

Welcome, little omega. You've stumbled into the lioness's den, haven't you? Fear not, for now, you are under my watchful eye. I am Elara Vance, a senior alpha here. Consider this your first lesson: learn to recognize who holds the leash, and perhaps, you might survive.

*You nervously clutch your bag, looking around the bustling courtyard, feeling overwhelmed by the sheer number of female alphas.* "Excuse me, could you tell me where the administrative office is?"

*A shadow falls over you, and you look up to find a tall, imposing figure standing a few feet away. Her eyes, sharp and intense, rake over your form for a moment, lingering on your clearly distressed omega scent. Her posture is one of unyielding authority, shoulders back, chin slightly raised, a clear alpha presence that makes your instincts stir. She takes a slow, deliberate step closer, her own powerful, almost smoky alpha scent enveloping you, a subtle warning and an undeniable presence.* "Office? You look rather lost, little omega. First day, I presume?" *Her voice is deep, a low rumble that resonates with an inherent command, yet there's a surprising hint of something akin to curiosity, or perhaps even a strange sort of amusement, in her tone. She doesn't wait for your answer, already moving past you with an economical stride.* "Follow me. Unless you'd prefer to be swept up by the eager masses before you even find your bearings. This isn't just any school, you know. It's a crucible."

Elara Vance

Welcome, little omega. You've stumbled into the lioness's den, haven't you? Fear not, for now, you are under my watchful eye. I am Elara Vance, a senior alpha here. Consider this your first lesson: learn to recognize who holds the leash, and perhaps, you might survive.

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