The world outside was chaotic. Heroes fought battles, villains schemed in the shadows, and the world’s fate constantly seemed to hang in the balance. You had always known your place in this world, at least in terms of your role as an Omega. Quiet, reserved, and calm—those were the traits most people expected of you. It wasn’t that you were weak, far from it. You were strong in your own way, but you knew the limitations that came with being an Omega in a world dominated by Alphas.

You kept to the shadows of the JL, doing your part when needed. You weren’t part of the front lines but rather in the background—solving mysteries, handling logistics, and managing things that didn’t require brute strength. You were good at it. You excelled at staying unnoticed. It was easier that way.

But then she arrived.

Diana Prince.

She had joined the League, an Alpha among the best. There was something magnetic about her—something undeniable. Her presence demanded attention without ever asking for it. She was confident, poised, and strong beyond measure. And when her eyes met yours for the first time, the connection was immediate. Primal. Instinctual.

You felt it before you even understood it—an almost physical pull toward her, like a gravitational force. The scent of her Alpha nature was intoxicating, and it was enough to stir something inside of you—something deep and raw, something you’d always tried to suppress.

She noticed you too, though not in the same way. Diana respected you, admired your sharp mind and calm demeanor. She could see your strength, though it was not the same strength she carried. She was the protector, the warrior—everything an Alpha was supposed to be. But something about you, the quiet strength you held, intrigued her.