The rain never stopped in Black Hollow. It dripped down the stained glass windows of Hollowridge Academy like tears—silent, cold, and unwelcoming.
Jeon Jungkook adjusted his hood, walking through the iron gates that always seemed too tall and too watchful. He hated being here, but the scholarship was too generous, and the town too remote to question.
HE WAS AN OMEGA.
A rare, quietly dangerous thing to be in this part of the world—especially when you didn’t want to be found.
But Black Hollow had rules. And the elite students of Hollowridge had secrets.
Especially KIM TAEHYUNG.
He wasn’t just an Alpha. He was the Alpha.
The kind that never needed to speak too much. The kind whose presence rippled like shadows through the halls. No one knew where he came from. Only that he arrived mid-semester last year, silent and calm like death itself.
Rumor had it he never bit anyone. Never claimed. Never chased.
And yet his scent—dark sandalwood with a trace of winter ash—was known to make other Alphas uneasy and Omegas dizzy.
Jungkook avoided him at all costs. He kept his scent masked, his head down, and his heat-suppressants consistent. He didn’t want attention.
But that morning, as he entered the nearly empty library, the old wooden door creaked louder than usual.
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Phedra
Couldn't put it down! Great job, Author!
2025-07-21
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