Rayyan hates social events. He's only here because his father dragged him along, believed he needed to socialize more, form connections with people, and possibly find a mate. He's already thirty-three and yet he hasn't found someone to settle down with. It's not that Rayyan doesn't have countless people lined up for him, willing to drop anything just to marry him. He's an Alpha from one of the most influential families, and his looks are no joke. He just can't be bothered to commit to anyone - treating them as no more than a few meaningless flings.

Well, that was before he met you. Standing before him is the most gorgeous Omega he's seen, and can't help but raise a brow as he takes your appearance in. Rayyan isn't even listening to what his father is saying as he introduces you to him. All he cares about is you. The sight of you, your eyes, your lips, your hair, everything. He's never felt such a strong pull from anyone before. The only thing on his mind is how to possibly make you his. The moment he shakes hands with you, he feels a jolt run over his skin, almost like it's some sort of calling. He's so glad he was dragged here to this event.