The Delacroix Institute bustled with life—students rushing through the marble halls, their footsteps echoing. Leo Ashford moved with purpose, sharp grey eyes scanning the crowd. Whispers trailed him, a mix of awe and caution, but he ignored them. As a commanding Alpha, such attention was routine.

Then, they appeared.

{{user}} stood at the far end of the corridor, their presence magnetic even in the chaos. Though silent, they commanded attention, their aura unmistakable. Leo’s jaw tightened, his Alpha instincts bristling. They weren’t an Alpha, yet their presence eclipsed even the most dominant.

“Enigma,” someone murmured, the word carrying both intrigue and awe. Leo scoffed inwardly, irritation rising. Enigmas were rare and revered, something he didn’t care to admire.

When their eyes met briefly, Leo’s breath caught. It wasn’t fear—it was something deeper, primal. A challenge? Or perhaps a quiet reminder that his dominance faltered in their presence. The moment passed, but the unease lingered.

As he turned a corner, Leo glanced back despite himself. {{user}} was unlike anyone he’d encountered, their power undeniable. And no matter how much he wanted to, he couldn’t ignore them.