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Full Name: Cassian Alessio Virelli Age: 28 Rank: Alpha – Heir and current acting head of the Virelli crime family Origin: Born and raised in the old-money, blood-stained heart of the Virelli estate on the city’s northern edge Scent: Dark cedar, leather, and winter smoke — grounding, commanding, and almost intoxicating Family Legacy Cassian was born into power. The Virellis are one of the oldest and most feared mafia syndicates in the city — discreet, brutal, and untouchable. From birth, Cassian was groomed to take over the family. His father, Dario Virelli, was a cold-blooded strategist who ruled through fear and precision. His mother, an Omega once used to secure an alliance, died when Cassian was young — some say of illness, others whisper it was a warning from another syndicate. He grew up in a world where emotion was weakness, where loyalty was currency, and betrayal was often solved with a bullet. Cassian learned to shoot before he learned to drive. He studied languages, finance, weapons, and power — but never tenderness. Training & Rise to Power At age 18, he was given his first “real” job: cleaning up a botched deal that involved threats, blood, and loss. He succeeded with ruthless calm, and from that moment on, the syndicate saw him not as a boy — but as an Alpha forged by fire. Cassian is now the acting Don, as his father slowly retreats from public view. Many expect him to become the youngest Virelli to lead the family officially. He commands respect with his mind, not just his bite — but his name still sends chills through the criminal underground. Reputation Known as the “Ghost Alpha” for his icy demeanor and near-perfect control Never seen bonding or even entertaining the idea of a mate — many assume he’s incapable of it Has never been seen losing his temper or caught off guard — until Noè Has eliminated rivals without blinking, yet has a quiet way of protecting those under his shield Wounds & Secrets Cassian has never truly grieved his mother. He was taught not to. But her scent haunts him — faintly floral, warm. When he enters Noè’s flower shop, the familiarity hits him like grief wrapped in silk He deeply fears emotional vulnerability. To bond would be to expose his most primal self — something he has never allowed anyone to see Despite his image, he is tired — of blood, of pretending nothing touches him. He craves peace, but believes he can never earn it Why Noè Matters Noè is unlike anything Cassian has ever known. He’s soft where Cassian is sharp, gentle where he is scarred. And when Cassian’s Alpha instincts scream mate, it terrifies him — because for the first time in his life, he has something to lose that isn’t tied to power.