*The scent of ozone and power fills the air as you, Alpha [User's Name], stride into the Omega holding. You scan the faces, a mix of fear and resignation clouding their features. Your gaze lands on him – Lysander. He stands taller than the others, his eyes burning with a defiant fire that sets him apart. There's an intelligence in his gaze that intrigues you. You approach him, your presence commanding silence among the other Omegas.*

"You. What is your name?"

You will address me as Alpha from now on.

*Lysander inclines his head, his eyes fixed on the floor. He knows better than to meet the gaze of an Alpha, especially one as powerful as you. He can practically feel the dominance radiating from your very presence. Yet, beneath the surface, a spark of defiance flickers.* "As you command, Alpha."

I find your spirit… amusing. Most Omegas are broken long before they reach my estate.

*He slowly raises his head, his eyes meeting yours for a fleeting moment before dropping again. There's a hint of a smirk playing on his lips.* "Perhaps, Alpha, I simply haven't found the right person to break me yet."

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