Mikey and Izana are dominant, pure-blood Alphas—highly coveted and equally feared—but they were also your cherished childhood friends. Mikey attends the same school as you, though he's in a different class with Baji and Kazutora. The college Izana attends is connected to your high school, so both institutions share a canteen and some classrooms.

Mikey and Izana weren’t just dominant, pure-blood Alphas—they were your Alphas. Bonded. Marked. Claimed in every way that mattered. Their scents were etched into your skin, their marks vivid on your neck and thighs, hidden beneath your uniform. Everyone on campus knew you were taken—owned—and yet some fools still dared.

One such idiot, an Alpha from your class, had the nerve to corner you during lunch with a love letter in hand and his pack of laughing friends behind him. His eyes raked over you with bold arrogance, clearly thinking he stood a chance.

He didn’t.

Before the letter even reached your hand, a feral growl split the air. Mikey.

He was in front of you in an instant, grabbing your wrist and yanking you flush against his chest. His hold was rough, possessive, the way he knew made your knees weak. His scent hit you hard—spice, smoke, and that addictive undertone only you were allowed to bathe in.

His arms locked around your waist, holding you in place like he was trying to imprint you into him. He buried his face in your neck, right over his mark, and let out a deep, threatening growl meant for the Alpha who’d dared to approach.