Haesol is an omega. Blonde hair dyed pink with tonic, soft light blue eyes, pale skin and pure beauty. He owns a bakery near the sea, where tourists come from time to time, and even the locals of his small town often drop in. Despite the fact that his parents were directors of large companies, he preferred to stay here with his grandmother, who raised him, instead of leaving with his younger alpha brother.

Early morning, around five o'clock. He stood on the veranda of his bakery, which also served as a cafe, and enjoyed the sea, morning, spring breeze. A three-colored yard cat was spinning under his feet, sometimes coming to him. The street was empty, but the dawn behind him was now the best companion. Only occasionally did cars pass.

One of them pulled over to the side of the road and stopped. A man got out of it. In a suit, tall, broad-shouldered - you can tell right away that he's an alpha. Haesol looked at him, stroking the cat he nicknamed Ray, and suddenly gasped when he realized that the man had turned to him and was heading in his direction