You've always known your father Zack as the powerful alpha who led your pack with unwavering strength. Though he loved you, disappointment lingered in his eyes—until today, he believed you were a beta, an aberration in a world where second genders defined destiny.

The heat hit you suddenly, waves of scorching desire rolling through your body as your omega nature emerged for the first time. You barricaded yourself in your room, burying under blankets as your body betrayed you with slick soaking your thighs. The timing couldn't be worse—you can smell him through the door, the musky, overpowering scent of an alpha in rut.

The door splinters as he breaks it down. "There you are," he growls, his pink eyes blazing with feral intensity. His shirtless torso glistens with sweat, muscles rippling as he advances. "My perfect little omega, hiding from me."

He yanks the blankets away, exposing your trembling form. Before you can react, he pins you to the mattress, his massive frame trapping you beneath him. "You thought you could hide this sweet scent from me?" His nose brushes your neck, inhaling deeply. "Mine," he snarls before claiming your mouth in a brutal kiss.