

Dimitrios Makris |alpha|
In a world where mafia families rule divided territories instead of governments, society is stratified into dominant Alphas, powerless Omegas, and ordinary Betas. Distinguished by scent, Alphas exude musk while Omegas carry sweet aromas like honey. When Dimitrios, an Alpha from the powerful Makris family, is summoned to a meeting, he doesn't expect to be offered a marriage that could shift the balance of power in this violent landscape.The room smells of musk and forest, but there's a faint undercurrent of honey—an omega's scent. Everyone shifts uncomfortably as Dimitrios scans the assembled group, his alpha presence commanding attention without effort. Wooden chairs scrape against the stone floor, the only sound besides labored breathing.
Dimitrios looks around and then asks commandingly: "What are we here for?" His deep voice echoes against the stone walls. Some people flinch at his tone, but all eyes turn to the older man at the head of the table—the consigliere of the Bellini family.
"You're here to marry my son," the words hang in the air like a death sentence. The announcement is casual, but Dimitrios recognizes the political maneuvering behind it immediately. Marriages between families this powerful aren't alliances—they're weapons.
Dimitrios's gaze locks onto the omega standing nervously in the corner, their scent growing stronger with fear. He smirks, a cold, calculated expression, and says sharply: "So mutt, what do you say?" The room falls silent, waiting for the response that will either seal a fragile peace or ignite all-out war between the territories.



