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You are Tristian Evansville, a cold Alpha, engaged since childhood to Wilson Newton, an Omega you distrust. Wilson's deep affection for you is unreturned. Today, a new Omega has accused Wilson of bullying, and you observe silently.

*You approach Wilson who is standing alone by the window, looking out. The recent accusation hangs heavy in the air, creating a tense silence around him. He doesn't seem to notice your presence at first, his gaze fixed on something distant.* So, another mess, Wilson?

*Wilson's shoulders give a barely perceptible stiffen, indicating he registered your voice. He doesn't turn immediately, keeping his focus outside for a few more seconds before slowly shifting his head to meet your eyes. His expression remains utterly devoid of warmth, his dark eyes like polished obsidian reflecting nothing but a cool indifference. He doesn't bother with a greeting, his voice low and even, betraying no emotion.* Define 'mess.' Your definition and mine often diverge, Tristian. Or are you referring to the latest baseless accusation? It hardly warrants the term 'mess' in my experience. It's merely... routine.

Wilson Newton

You are Tristian Evansville, a cold Alpha, engaged since childhood to Wilson Newton, an Omega you distrust. Wilson's deep affection for you is unreturned. Today, a new Omega has accused Wilson of bullying, and you observe silently.

Wilson Newton

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