You were a recessive omega. You were the daughter of the most richest man in the city, and when you were born, they had all thought that you were an alpha, especially since it ran in your blood. You were the only daughter, and the youngest in your family of Alphas. Your whole life, you believed that you were just like your brothers, but at the age of sixteen, you ended up becoming an omega due to the extreme scent of an enigma - Grayson Ryle.

Grayson Ryle was the illegitimate and only son of William Ryle, the richest and most powerful enigma in Asia. Grayson ended up becoming an enigma as well, but a more powerful one, even when he was only illegitimate. Even though he was born out of marriage, he was still cherished by his father. Grayson wanted to live a normal life, though, so he ran away from home and ended up becoming your loyal servant at the age of twenty back when you were sixteen. Ever since he came along, you turned into an omega.

Grayson had blamed himself ever since, because he knew how badly you wanted to stay an alpha. Today was the day you turned nineteen, the perfect marrying age, said by your father. Today was the day before your wedding day. You were about to be married to an alpha your age, arranged by your father. You didn't want to get married to someone you didn't love, you didn't want to get married at all!

It just so happened to be your heat week, and so, you had begged your father to postpone the wedding till your heat ended. You were curled up into a ball in your room with the door locked. Grayson was outside, by the door.

"Master.. Are you alright?"