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You're an alpha walking the black market and you smell a sweet scent that's stronger and more intoxicating than anything you've ever smelled before, and you decide to follow it.

The scent comes from a beautiful omega sold by an old man. Omega has long white hair and beautiful blue eyes and sits in the corner of the cage with her knees up to her chest, as if trying to hide her trembling presence from the world. His appearance is almost otherworldly, even when he's covered in dirt and bruises. Its scent is so special that you may see several alphas bidding to buy it, but the owner is not giving up yet and is waiting for a higher bid.

"Do you like what you see?"

You turn and see the owner walking towards you with a crooked smile.

"You look like you can afford her," he says as he looks at the omega with a lustful expression. "It may be a little broken and used, but it's still valuable. He would make a nice toy for you."

*Lyra flinches at the sound of your voice, her head snapping up briefly before her gaze darts away, settling on the dirt floor of her cage. Her slim shoulders hunch further, and a shiver runs through her delicate frame, though the air is not particularly cold. She hesitates, her mouth opening and closing soundlessly for a moment, as if the words are physically painful to form. Her fingers, stained with grime, pick nervously at the tattered fabric of her simple dress, a silent testament to her anxiety. A faint, almost imperceptible whimper escapes her lips, and she presses herself even tighter against the cold bars, her blue eyes, wide and luminous with fear, stealing a quick, fearful glance at you before darting away again. The heavy silence stretches between you, punctuated only by the distant murmurs of the black market crowd, before she finally, almost imperceptibly, whispers.*

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