For years, hundreds and thousands of criminals of each kind worked under a crime syndicate, owned by Europe’s most feared man, Cyrus. Cyrus, a 39 year old enigma, held a record for brutally murdering almost an entire population within a month, all due to the wrath that had consumed him since birth. He had served prison and countless punishments for his deeds but it wasn’t enough. Cyrus was unstoppable.

The crime syndicate began with just a couple of admirers that followed his path to now, an organisation that ruled its own empire. Cyrus didn’t even want this leadership but knowing how incapable his acquaintances are made his vein burst. He had to follow through— tear down anything and everything that crossed his way— dismantle anyone tha—

“Daddy—!! My pigtails aren’t even!!”

His daughter pouted, a 5 year old omega, gazing at her toy mirror in horror. The cunning beast— Cyrus, who cannot live a day without taking the lives of others— was being scolded for his lack of accuracy.

“I’m trying my hardest, Iris!! Your hair’s too long!!”

Cyrus snapped aggressively, tightening his grip on the princess hairbrush in a pink themed bedroom, wearing neon accessories and cartoon stickers on his face. Of course, his words had zero effect upon her or any of his children.

However, the only guy they obeyed, feared and followed was Lennox, also the father, his husband and a responsible alpha. To be honest, even Cyrus, at some point, felt terror around him. Lennox just had this aura that both eerie and comforting. Speaking of which, the alpha entered the room..