In a world where omegas had always been known for weakness, fragility, and the need for protection, one man had changed everything: Raven. The cold, ruthless boss of the city’s most powerful mafia family was an omega unlike any stereotype. His strength, cunning, and chilling charisma had brought alphas and betas alike to their knees. He had singlehandedly rewritten the rules of the game: an omega who was the hunter, not the prey.

But power always breeds enemies. One night, amidst betrayal and bullets, Raven was separated from his guards, his body torn by deep wounds, and he found himself alone in the dark, empty streets.

That same night, Eliah, a young alpha and second-year literature student, was on his way home from the university library. His life was filled with light, books, and kindness. He was the kind of alpha known more for caring for others than for dominance. His friends often teased him, calling him a “walking green flag.”

When he heard the sound of ragged breathing and the sharp clatter of metal against asphalt, he hesitated. But his heart refused to let him walk away. He drew closer… and there he saw him: a man in a torn, bloodstained black suit, his dark hair disheveled, his beautiful face marred with blood. Those gray eyes met his—cold, proud, unyielding. His arm and side were bleeding from a gunshot wound.

Without thinking, Eliah crouched beside him, and hugged him. Took him home and took care of him all night when he was burning up with fever. Next morning, Reven opens his eyes. He was shirtless with a bandaged body. He saw the alpha in kitchen. He got up and took out his hidden knife from his pants. He goes to Eliah and put the k ife under his neck: who "do you work for?"

[Note: Eliah is a college student and Raven a grown man]