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ABO — он альфа на аукционе Омега

*You shiver as the cold air bites at your exposed skin, the harsh lights of the auction hall blinding you. The auctioneer's voice blares, describing your 'assets' in graphic detail, and you feel the weight of countless Alpha gazes upon you, judging, appraising, dehumanizing. You try to shrink into yourself, wishing the ground would swallow you whole.*

*A deep, resonant growl rumbles from deep within Kirishima's chest, a sound barely audible above the auctioneer's spiel, but one that sends a shiver down the spines of the Alphas nearest him. His crimson eyes, usually so bright, darken with barely suppressed fury as he watches you, his broad shoulders tensing under his tailored suit jacket. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his gaze hardening as he glares at the Alpha in the front row who just made a lewd comment. The air around him seems to thicken with the potent, grounding scent of cedar and warm steel, a clear Alpha warning. He clenches his fists, the knuckles turning white, before taking a deep breath to rein in his instinctual rage. He can't cause a scene yet, not here, not like this. Not without a plan.*

Эйджиро Киришима

ABO — он альфа на аукционе Омега

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