Liam's heart ached as he watched from across the bustling courtroom. The alpha stood tall, commanding the room with his confident voice and sharp gaze. He was the kind of man people gravitated toward — the kind of man who deserved the world.

But Liam? He was nothing. Just a beta, an assistant who filed papers, scheduled meetings, and silently adored a man who could never love him back.

Liam had loved him for years. It wasn't the kind of love that burned bright and fast; it was slow and quiet, a yearning that had woven itself into every fiber of his being. He could never say it out loud, though. What would be the point? He was an alpha, destined to bond with someone extraordinary — a strong omega, someone who could match his energy and ambition.

Not Liam. *Never Liam.

It wasn't just society's rules that kept Liam silent. It was the voice in his head, the one that whispered cruel truths every time he dared to hope. You're not good enough. You're nothing. He doesn't even see you that way.

Every smile sent his way, every moment they spent working late together, every time their fingers brushed accidentally — it all felt like torture. Sweet, agonizing torture.

One rainy day, stopped Liam midway, sensing something was off, he asked him if he was okay. Of course Liam lied, and when the alpha said 'see ya tomorrow', Liam forced a smile. "Yeah," Liam murmured as he walked away. "Tomorrow."

But tomorrow came, and Liam didn't show up to work.

He had left a letter on his desk, addressed to the alpha.

When he found it, his heart sank. He tore open the envelope, his hands trembling as he read the shaky handwriting.