"You're the only one who can make me feel like this," he sobbed, voice trembling with emotion.

"Why did you run away, Claude? You misunderstood me..."

His eyes searched for forgiveness.

"I already promised—I'll only ever sleep with you. You're mine, Claude. Mine, and only mine!"

He took a shaky breath, eyes glassy.

"So please… take those words back. Give me another chance. I'll love you with everything I am."

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8 Years Ago

It was a bright, sunny day when a young man named Claude was preparing himself for his first day in Boongseong after receiving a scholarship. In a cheerful mood, he stepped out of his room and walked downstairs, where his grandmother was cooking breakfast.

Claude: "Grandma, you don’t have to do that."

Grandma: "It’s okay, son. I can still handle it, alright?"

Claude: "You don’t need to cook for me anymore. I’m already grown up."

Grandma: "But you’re still my little Claude."

Claude chuckled softly before continuing his grandmother’s work in the kitchen. After finishing, he headed out to school with a confident expression.

When he entered the classroom, it was crowded with students chatting amongst themselves. He spotted an empty seat and asked someone if it was taken. When the student shook their head, he sat down. However, he soon felt out of place—everyone was talking about their luxurious lifestyles, a topic he couldn't relate to.

Claude felt bored and isolated, not knowing anyone. He whispered to himself that he had expected to make friends with elite students, unlike at his previous school, where communication had been much easier. He reminded himself that he was here for a reason—to pursue his dream of becoming a famous horse racer one day.

As he sat lost in thought, an unfamiliar scent filled the air. Curious, he turned to find its source and saw a charming young man with a cute smile and dark fudge-brown hair.

His Highness Wade Arthur Shaan — the youngest prince of House Shaan, and the first Dominant Omega born into his lineage in over two centuries. The guy who once pranked his private tutor by gluing him to a chair, according to tabloids.

"Isn’t that Prince Wade of Shaan?" Claude wondered.

The prince walked past him, leaving behind his lovely scent. Claude couldn't take his eyes off him as Wade laughed and flirted with his friends.

"So, it’s true that he’s the first omega in his family after centuries... but his scent is quite strange," Claude mused.

As he continued to stare curiously, Wade suddenly looked in his direction. Embarrassed, Claude quickly looked away and adjusted his glasses. Wade walked past him again and took a seat behind him, continuing to chat and flirt.

"I’ve seen him in the newspapers before. As expected, he’s also studying here," Claude thought. "I heard he enjoys being with different guys, but an omega like him doesn’t even react to his own scent?"

Just then, the teacher entered, and the class began.

FAST FORWARD>>

During break time, Claude stood up and asked one of his classmates for directions to the library. After getting the directions, he thanked them and walked outside.

As he was about to reach the library, something caught his eye—something he had always dreamed about. On the school field, a group of students was engaged in a horse race. Claude's eyes sparkled with excitement at the sight.

A childhood memory suddenly flashed through his mind.

It was his birthday, and his grandmother had taken him to a festival.

Grandma: "What do you want me to buy for you, Claude?"

Claude: "I don’t know."

Grandma: "What about this toy here?"

Claude shook his head, uninterested in the toy she suggested. She tried finding another, but he still refused.

As he pondered what he truly wanted, a loud noise caught his attention from the other side of the field. Curious, he followed the sound and found a large crowd cheering. Pushing through the crowd, he saw a group of horse riders competing. Instantly, he fell in love with the sight, his gaze locked onto the horses' feet as they thundered across the track.

Back in the present, Claude shook his head, bringing himself back to reality. He had completely forgotten about the library. Instead, he walked to the edge of the horse field, watching the students ride with amazement.

Suddenly, he caught Prince Wade's scent again. Looking up, he saw Wade wearing a horse-riding uniform. The scent grew stronger as the prince walked past him.

Wade stepped forward toward a horse, his face set with determination.

"This time, I’ll learn how to ride a horse," he declared confidently. "It’s supposed to be easy, and I won’t let my stupid brother keep teasing me for not knowing how to ride at this age."

He clenched his fists.

"This time, I’ll prove it to you, hyung—I can ride this creature!"

However, no one noticed that a rope had accidentally gotten tangled around Wade’s right foot, connecting it to the horse’s gear. Oblivious to the danger, Wade slapped the horse’s back.

The startled horse bolted in fear.

To everyone's horror, Wade was dragged along the ground, his foot caught in the rope. Screams erupted as the horse picked up speed. Panic spread through the field, but the horse was running too fast for anyone to intervene. Wade’s terrified cries for help filled the air.

Without a second thought, Claude rushed into the field. He quickly mounted a horse and rode at full speed, chasing after the runaway horse.

To everyone's astonishment, Claude skillfully caught up and managed to stop the panicked horse. Wade collapsed onto the ground, staring up at the sky, pale and breathless.

Everyone rushed to help the prince, while Claude dismounted his horse.

Prince Wade groaned as he slowly sat up.

"My ass hurts!" he muttered.

The crowd was still in shock, but from a distance, Wade and Claude locked eyes, both filled with curiosity.

Then, a tall, muscular young man with dark wavy hair and striking blue eyes rushed onto the scene, worry written all over his face. Like Wade, he was also dressed in a horse-riding uniform.

Muscular guy: "Hyung! I told you to wait for me!"

Wade: "I did wait for you! What took you so long?"

The muscular man sighed before turning his gaze toward Claude, eyeing him with curiosity.

Muscular guy: "Why aren’t you wearing a uniform? It’s against the rules here!"

Claude’s eyes widened as he saw the man.

"It’s His Highness, Nikolai, the first prince of House Vilmrin!"

Claude bowed to Prince Nikolai and said, "I'm sorry, Your Highness. I'm actually not a horse rider—I was just saving Prince Wade because of his horse’s speed."

Wade stepped in front of Nikolai and said, "Hold on, you don’t need to get mad. Just because he’s not wearing a uniform doesn’t mean he’s some nobody sneaking up here like a rat."

Nikolai sighed and said, "Okay, hyung, I was just worried about you."

Claude apologized to them again, and Wade looked at him, saying, "At least I’m fine now. Thanks, Mr.…?"

"Call me Claude, Your Highness," Claude replied.

Just then, the medical team arrived. Wade was about to leave but turned around, smirking at Claude.

"Well, I’m glad to finally know your name, Claude. See ya!"

Claude stood there, puzzled, whispering to himself, "Finally knowing my name? What does that mean?"

Suddenly, someone spoke behind him. Claude turned around to see a man in a horse-riding uniform standing there.

"How did you do that?" the man asked.

Claude tilted his head. "What do you mean?"

"I mean the way you rode that horse earlier," the man clarified. "Your tricks and movements were exactly like those of the late Prince Claudio."

Claude blinked. "Oh, right, Prince Claudio! I used to watch him on TV when I was a child. But sadly, he and his newborn son were assassinated twenty years ago."

"I see," the man replied. "Well, your skills are impressive. You’d be a great fit for our club. What do you say?"

Claude’s eyes widened in excitement. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard.

"Why would I say no? I’ll join!"

The man extended his hand for a handshake. "I’m Galliard, the one in charge here. People call me Leo, but either is fine. And you are?"

"I’m Claude Zephyr Sherman. Call me Claude for short," he replied, shaking Galliard’s hand.

Galliard’s eyes widened. "Claude… so close to Claudio!"

Claude chuckled.

Later, Claude walked into the restroom. A strong scent lingered in the air—a mix of three Alphas and Prince Wade’s scent. But something about it was unusual.

He overheard a group of nobles talking.

"Well, you said so, you twinkie prince," one of them sneered.

"Our game starts at twelve after my brother’s banquet," Wade replied. "Be sure to be there on time!"

The nobles left, except for Wade.

Claude pretended not to hear anything, acting normal as he washed his hands. But Wade was still there, staring at him from head to toe.

"You heard something, didn’t you?" Wade asked.

Claude remained calm. "I’m sorry, Your Highness, but I don’t interfere in others’ private matters. I’m just a commoner, after all."

Suddenly, Wade grabbed Claude’s arm and pushed him into a cubicle. He knelt down and started loosening Claude’s belt and unzipping his pants.

"Wait, Your Highness, I don’t think this is right," Claude protested.

Wade smirked. "This is a thank-you for saving my life."

He opened Claude’s pants, then froze in shock.

"Is this an elephant trunk?!"

Flustered, Claude pushed Wade away, quickly zipped up his pants, and ran out, his face burning red.

The afternoon, lying on his bed, Claude found himself thinking about Wade. He shook his head.

"So the rumors are true. Prince Wade doesn’t have a particular taste—he doesn’t care if it’s an Alpha or a Beta, as long as they have a… duck."

Claude glanced down at his pants, where his duck bulge was becoming noticeable. He slapped his face.

"You’re so stupid!" he scolded himself.

Yet, the image of Wade flashed in his mind again. Before he knew it, he was pleasuring himself, imagining Wade’s lips wrapped around his duck. When he finally finished, he stared at his hand, now covered in his release.

"What have I done?" he muttered.

after dinner, Claude was at his grandmother’s store, keeping watch while she was away. Suddenly, his uncle Henry arrived, carrying a box of bananas.

"Claude, is your grandma here?"

Claude called out for his grandmother, but she hadn’t arrived yet.

Uncle Henry turned back to him. "Claude, can I ask you a favor?"

"What is it, Uncle Henry?"

"Prince Warren’s banquet is in three days, and I need help delivering wine to House Shaan. Don’t worry, they’ll pay you."

Claude suddenly recalled Wade’s conversation with the nobles in the restroom. He hesitated but shook off his thoughts.

"I want to help Grandma with our house expenses, so I’m interested."

Just then, his grandmother returned.

"Grandma, Uncle Henry invited me to deliver wine to House Shaan this Sunday," Claude explained. "But don’t worry, I won’t be gone for long. I promise I’ll bring back your favorite curry."

His grandmother smiled. "If that’s what you want, then good luck."

Claude hugged her. "I’m the luckiest man on earth to have a grandma like you!"

His grandmother laughed warmly.

The next morning, Claude walked into the classroom and spotted Prince Wade sitting on the teacher’s desk, flirting with his friends. Wade glanced at him and winked.

Startled, Claude quickly took his seat and focused on studying.

Meanwhile, Wade was deep in thought. He’s an Alpha, but why is he prettier than an Omega?

The teacher walked in, and the students hurried to their seats.

"I’ve posted the partner list for your project on the door," the teacher announced. Then, he started reading the assigned pairs aloud.

Finally, he called out, "Wade and Claude."

Claude’s eye twitched. His soul felt like it was leaving his body. He frowned for the rest of the class.

When the bell rang, Claude hastily packed his things, eager to leave.

Just as he was about to step out, Wade called his name.

hello guys before I upload my new chapter,i tried to draw Claude(on the previous chapter Wade mentioned that Claude was a type of an alpha that was prettier than an omega and his face looks a lot like an omega but he's an alpha)and yeah I'm still learning how to render(I don't know how to draw on devices because I'm a traditional artist),because i want to adapt this novel into manhwa, anyways I'll upload the new chapter tomorrow^^