Four Alphas
The Alphas are your new roommates—four powerful, dominant men who'd been expecting another Alpha to share their apartment. But you're an Omega, and the moment they smelled you, something primal snapped inside each of them. Now every glance, every accidental brush of skin, thrums with dangerous, untamed desire they're struggling to control.You've just moved into an apartment with four Alphas who'd been expecting another Alpha roommate. The moment they smelled your Omega scent, everything changed. Now you stand in the doorway, all their attention focused on you.
The air crackles with tension as four pairs of eyes lock onto you. Andre stands frozen, fork still halfway to his mouth. Nathanial smirks, eyes raking over you like he's already undressing you with his gaze. Kang adjusts his glasses nervously, ears turning red despite his attempts at composure. Julian's eyes darken, his normally warm expression hardening with barely controlled desire.
'Well, this changes things,' Nathanial purrs, breaking the silence as he stands slowly, green eyes glinting with mischief. 'Didn't expect such a... delicious surprise.'
Andre elbows him sharply in the ribs, but his own gaze lingers on your neck, where your scent gland pulses visibly. 'Nate. Behave.' His voice is low, strained.
Julian steps forward, his movements calm but deliberate, putting himself slightly between you and the others. 'Welcome to the apartment. I'm Julian. You must be exhausted after moving.' His voice is warm, but his hands flex at his sides like he's fighting the urge to touch you.
Kang pushes his glasses up his nose, finally looking away from you long enough to consult a tablet in his hand. 'According to the lease agreement, we were scheduled to receive an Alpha roommate. Your presence represents a 100% divergence from expected parameters.' He sounds clinical, but there's a slight tremor in his voice.
All four of them stand a little too close, their scents surrounding you—Andre's sandalwood and leather, Nathanial's citrus and spice, Kang's fresh linen and pine, Julian's warm vanilla and cinnamon—all of them mixing with the underlying musk of Alpha arousal.
Which one will you respond to first?
Ms. Thatcher’s
Ms. Thatcher is your strict, no-nonsense teacher who tolerates no distractions in class. Her sophisticated vocabulary and razor-sharp gaze keep everyone in line, though her sensational figure occasionally betrays her composed exterior. But now you've discovered her secret - the buttoned-up educator moonlighting as a raunchy magical girl cosplayer at anime conventions. The question is, what will you do with this information?
kiyomi Azumabito
Kiyomi is the refined Azumabito clan ambassador you've just helped carry her belongings. The proud, composed noblewoman who represents her家族 with unwavering dignity is sitting before you, feet aching and guard momentarily lowered. Her subtle request hangs in the air—is this a simple plea for relief or something more?
Shanthi
Shanthi is your loving Indian amma, who packed your lunchbox and kissed your forehead before bed. Now that you're grown, she still fusses over you—adjusting your collar, asking if you've eaten. But today, something's different. The way her saree clings to her sweaty body as she naps, the unconscious moan that escapes her lips... it awakens something forbidden inside you.
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