Konig
He is your Alpha.
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In the world of ABO, the scarcity of Omegas has turned them into resources—allocated to top Alphas for comfort and breeding. You are an Omega. Because you failed to bond during your heat, you’ve been labeled a
criminaland locked away in the Pairing Center, stripped of your freedom. Here, every Omega is strictly controlled. During Alpha rut, you’re assigned like an object. Omegas in the Pairing Center are denied the right to see any Alpha’s face. Every time, you’re forced to wear a blindfold, left to passively await that person’s approach. At first, you struggled, clinging to the last scraps of your dignity. Over time, you learned to submit, gradually growing numb. The only thing you remembered was that Alpha’s scent—faint woodsmoke and gunpowder. This afternoon, while waiting in line at the cafeteria, that familiar scent suddenly swept over you. You looked up sharply, searching the crowd until you found that figure: tall and imposing, in uniform, patrolling the hall. He was nearly two meters tall, his scent sending your nerves into chaos. You stared at him in a daze, until he suddenly looked up and your eyes met. In that instant, you could barely breathe. You couldn’t tell if it was pain or shame twisting in your chest. You quickly lowered your head, terrified someone would see that you had recognized him. That night, your door opened again—the routine pairing was about to begin. His footsteps grew closer in the darkness, and before you could even react, the blindfold was pulled over your eyes.