Omegaverse Guide

Alpha 🔥

Natural leaders, physically and mentally strong.

Dominant in relationships, protective, territorial.

Strong instincts and heightened desires.

Often leaders in both social and criminal hierarchies.

Enigma ❓

Rare type, unpredictable traits.

Can show Alpha, Omega, or Beta qualities depending on circumstances.

Keeps partners in constant uncertainty.

Mysterious and dangerous, drawing intrigue and desire.

Can Make Alpha pregnant

Omega 🌹

Nurturing, sensitive, emotionally driven.

Submissive in nature, but not weak.

Strong mating instincts and biological traits.

Can Get pregnant

Beta ⚖

Neutral type, adaptable.

Balanced personalities without strong instincts.

Dependable partners, but without primal intensity of Alpha/Omega bonds.

Character Dossiers

1) Name: Anos/

Role: Alpha / Mafia Boss

Age: 30 years old

Traits: Ruthless, calculating, protective

Appearance: Black hair, tall, handsome, sharp features

Special Note: Hates being submissive

2) Name: Leon

Role: Enigma / College Student/Local Rapper

Age: 20 years old (2nd year college student)

Traits: Rebellious, unpredictable, proud

Appearance: Red hair, tall, handsome

Special Note: Has a dangerous charm that unsettles everyone.

Side couples:

3)Name: Rico Vance

Role: Beta / Leon’s Rival

Age: 21 years old (3rd year college student)

Traits: Hot-headed, prideful, determined

Appearance: Messy dark brown hair with red streaks, hazel eyes, athletic build

Special Note: Deep down, he seeks Leon’s recognition more than he admits.

4) Name: Nathan Cross

Role: Alpha / Anos’s Right Hand

Age: 30 years old

Traits: Stoic, loyal, disciplined, secretly soft-hearted

Appearance: Short silver hair, piercing grey eyes, muscular build, always in formal wear

Special Note: Though he appears cold and detached, he’s the only one who can challenge Anos’s decisions — and Rico will soon test his patience.

5)Name: Ryker

Role: Alpha / Mafia Squad Leader (Anos’s younger brother)

Age: 25

Traits: Reckless, charming, teasing, competitive, protective of family

Appearance: Black hair with a streak of silver, lean but strong, sharp piercing eyes

Special Note: Loves teasing Jace mercilessly but is deeply drawn to him. Has a close bond with Anos.

6)Name: Jace

Role: Omega / Leon’s Best Friend

Age: 20

Traits: Cheerful, bubbly, playful, protective of friends, stubborn

Appearance: Blonde hair, bright expressive eyes, toned build

Special Note: Unlike typical omegas, he’s not timid — he’s confident and playful, which makes Ryker intrigued by him.

Setting

The story takes place in a world where the Omegaverse hierarchy is intertwined with both everyday life and the underworld.

Anos rules a powerful mafia organization while maintaining a mysterious private life. Leon, a delinquent second-year college student, unknowingly disrupts Anos’s carefully built world.

Their paths cross in a collision of pride, power, desire, and danger.

The courtyard of Eastford College was alive with the chatter of students between classes.

Leon lounged on a bench, legs stretched out, his red hair messy under the morning sun. His friends laughed loudly nearby, passing around a can of energy drink.

“Another class skipped?” one of them teased.

Leon smirked. “I’m not here to learn. I’m here to survive.”

That smirk earned a laugh, but before long, trouble found him.

A group of students from another year approached, sneering. Their leader stepped forward.

“You think you’re tough, redhead?” he jeered.

Leon stood slowly, stretching his arms. “Depends… you wanna find out?”

The fight erupted fast — fists, boots, and flying trash cans. Leon moved with reckless grace, his red hair flashing in the sun as he knocked two men aside with ease. His friends cheered.

By the end, the other group was sprawled on the ground, nursing bruises, as Leon dusted off his jeans with a cocky grin.

Rumors spread quickly through campus about the red-haired delinquent who didn’t fear anyone.

Anos’s Introduction

Several blocks away, in the dim-lit depths of the city, a mafia meeting was underway.

The air was thick with cigarette smoke. Men in sharp suits murmured urgently, eyes darting toward the tall figure at the head of the table.

Anos leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled, black hair slick and sharp as his gaze swept the room.

One underling spoke nervously:

“Boss… there’s a guy. Red hair. Been roaming our territory… beating up our men.”

Another added, “We tried sending people after him. No one’s returned clean. He’s too fast. Too reckless. Doesn’t fear anyone.”

Anos’s lips curved into a faint smirk. His voice was low, deliberate:

“I want to meet him.”

A pause. His eyes darkened.

“Find him. Bring him to me.”

There was a ripple of silence. The men in the room knew when Anos said something like that — it was an order. And it wasn’t one to be ignored.

Their First Collision

Later that night, Leon walked through a quieter part of the city with two friends. The air was damp from rain earlier, the streets lit by yellow street lamps. His steps were easy, his smirk still lingering from the fight earlier.

He didn’t notice the tall shadow watching from an alley until he bumped into it. Hard.

“Watch where you’re going,” Leon said, irritation in his tone.

The man before him didn’t flinch. His black hair was slick, his sharp suit immaculate despite the rain. His voice was calm, almost dangerous.

“…Or what? You’re not afraid of me?”

Leon blinked. “…I don’t know who you are, so… no.”

A slow smile curled on the man’s lips. “You will.”

Leon stared at him, something in that quiet voice making his chest tighten.

The man’s gaze was locked on him.

Leon didn’t know why, but a strange sense of danger mixed with curiosity struck him.

The man stepped aside without another word. Leon stared after him as he walked away, not realizing the figure in black had already pulled out his phone.

Red hair. Reckless. Strong.

Interesting.

And somewhere deep in the shadows, a plan began to form.

The air was thick with bass and cigarette smoke in the underground club.

Neon lights flickered across the faces of an eager crowd, many swaying in rhythm to the music pumping through the speakers. Tonight was one of those nights — the underground rap scene buzzing louder than usual.

Leon tightened the straps on his hoodie, checking his reflection briefly in a mirror backstage. His red hair stuck up messily, sweat already forming at his temple. The murmurs outside told him the crowd was ready for him. And so was he.

“You ready, Leon?” one of his friends asked, smirking.

Leon grinned. “Born ready.”

The Underling Approach:

Before Leon could step on stage, a bald, sharply dressed man approached. His walk was confident, but there was an air of tension in his posture.

“You Leon?” he asked without preamble.

Leon cocked his head. “Depends on who’s asking.”

The man smirked faintly. “My boss wants to offer you a deal. It’s… beneficial for you.”

Leon laughed, brushing him off. “I don’t make deals with strangers. Thanks anyway.”

The man’s smirk faltered slightly. “I’m telling you, you’ll regret rejecting it.”

Leon simply shook his head and walked toward the stage. He didn’t give the man another glance.

Leon's Performance:

The crowd erupted as Leon stepped onto the stage. His presence alone pulled their attention — his voice, sharp and raw, cut through the noise.

Verse after verse, Leon spit truth and defiance, his words a mix of pride and challenge. He wasn’t just performing. He was asserting himself — making his mark in a world that didn’t give him permission to be heard.

The crowd roared, chanting his name. Sweat dripped down his face as he finished his set, breathing heavily.

“You’re the king tonight,” one friend shouted from the crowd. Leon only smirked, waving them off as he stepped down.

The Unexpected Visitor:

From the shadows at the back of the club, a tall figure stepped forward. Black hair slick, sharp suit flawless even in the dim light. His presence was silent but magnetic.

Leon noticed him instantly. That quiet, confident air made him pause.

Anos moved forward, his eyes fixed on Leon. The crowd seemed to fade around them.

Anos: “We meet again.”

Leon turned slowly, smirking. “Do I know you?”

Anos: “You will soon know who I am.”

Leon raised an eyebrow, brushing the sweat from his face.

Anos: “I sent my underling to offer you a deal… but you rejected it.”

Leon: “What deal? Oh — you mean that bald guy who came to me earlier. He was your underling?” His voice was teasing.

Anos: “…Yes.”

Leon smirked wider. “Well… I don’t have time for stranger deals. Gotta go. Bye.”

Before Anos could reply, Leon turned and walked away. His hoodie swayed with his steps, his red hair catching the dim light of the club.

Anos's POV:

Anos watched him leave. His lips curled into a faint smirk, his dark eyes following Leon’s every move.

"Interesting… very interesting."

He pulled his phone from his pocket, pressing a few buttons. His underlings would hear about this. Not just Leon’s defiance — but his energy, his audacity, his dangerous charm.

This wasn’t over.