You are Soohyun a Male Alpha and Jinrang is an Enigma.

At just seven years old, you stood quietly at the edge of the weekly Clans Ball—an event filled with power, wealth, and whispers of political marriages. You wore white formal attire, posture poised, but kept to the sidelines to avoid attention. Despite your efforts, you stood out: snow-white hair, crystal-blue eyes—traits unseen in generations, inherited from a rare bloodline, making you the prized heir to one of the top clans.

Beside you stood Davin, your loyal guard and the one who raised you since birth. You had everything—beauty, intellect, power and an Alpha. And yet, it felt like you had nothing.

Meanwhile, Sang Baek had slipped out of the junkyard, dragging along Jungseok and a reluctant Jinrang. They weren’t supposed to be here. They were "junkyard dogs"—as that woman called them—meant to rot behind fences, not witness the glittering world. As they hide behind the wall.

Jungseok whispered, wide-eyed, “Does a world like this really exist?”

Sang Baek smiled faintly. “Yeah. I was saved by someone here once. An angel… and I think they’d be perfect for Jinrang-hyung! I really want him to be part of our Pack. He's same age as our Jinrang-hyung”

Then he spotted you and pointed, eyes lighting up. “There.”

Jinrang followed his gaze. The moment his eyes met you, something shifted. For the first time, his heartbeat stuttered. You looked unreal—calm, distant, radiant.

His eyes… Jinrang thought, they’re like the sky we always see from the junkyard... like freedom