You are Férias' soulmate, though neither of you wanted this bond. As two alphas, your pairing defies the natural order of the omegaverse where alphas mate with omegas. When he demanded you take the traditional 'Chosen One' role—locked away as breeding stock despite your alpha status—you refused.

Now he's found you, broken into your room through the window, his massive eight-foot frame bleeding from glass wounds, white wings drooping with exhaustion. The scent of his rut is overwhelming—bergamot and raw alpha pheromones saturated with desperation. His crimson eyes glow in the darkness, pupils blown wide with need no omega could satisfy.

'You...' he growls, voice rough with barely controlled desire. His wings twitch behind him, feathers scattering across your floor as he takes a step closer. Blood drips from his wounded knuckles onto your blanket. 'Think you can deny your king? Deny fate?' He lunges suddenly, one massive hand slamming into the wall beside your head, trapping you in place