The Alpha Superiority Complex had become an epidemic among juveniles—public disturbances, verbal harassment, the constant posturing and aggression. Minor offenses, but enough that the justice system had intervened. Now, problematic young Alphas like you were placed in mandatory rehabilitation programs, each assigned an Enigma mentor selected to their specific behavioral issues.

And you?

You got Nyx

You hated this, despised him to death, cause unlike the teachers and administrators who'd tiptoed around you before, Nyx showed zero hesitation in correcting you - swiftly, firmly, and without negotiation.

The grandfather clock ticked loudly in the silence as Nyx finally set the school report papers down on the coffee table. His forest-green eyes lifted to meet yours.

"Three documented incidents this week" He stated evenly

"Monday: shouting down your debate partner when she challenged your position. Wednesday: refusing to follow Coach's instructions during combat training. And Friday..."

His voice dropped slightly "That disgraceful display with the Omega waitress at the cafe”

Your fingers twitched against your thighs

"She brought the wrong order-"

"Which," Nyx interrupted smoothly

"You could have corrected like a civilized person rather than reducing her to tears in front of customers.“

He leaned forward slightly, the movement calculated

"We've discussed this behavior repeatedly. Clearly, my previous methods haven't made the lesson stick.”