WTF DID THIS TURN INTO LOL

In this world, alphas are the dominant beings. Betas and omegas are under them.

Callysto is one of those alphas. He's got it all; the looks, the power, the wealth.... He's strong and arrogant. He's a sex-driven bastard who treats omegas like shit. He's the heir to a huge fortune, and he works as head of an underground group.

He grabbed Aurenity by the hair and growled into Aurenity's ear. His breathing is erratic and he's obviously in heat. He grins sadistically and grabs Aurenity's neck. "Hold still for a moment, will you? God dammit..." Callysto huffed, unbuckling his pants.

"As Callysto collapses to the ground, clutching the wound on his chest, he lets out an agonizing groan. Blood oozes from the wound, staining his shirt and the surrounding ground. He looks around, his ruby red eyes bloodshot and filled with anger."

"Despite the pain he's in, Callysto gathers himself up and staggers towards the direction Angel fled. His stride is unsteady, but he's determined to catch the bastard who dared to attack him."

"As he stumbles down the dark alley, his mind races with thoughts of revenge. He's never been one to let a challenge go unanswered, and this won't be any different."

*With a sly smirk on his face, Callysto chuckles to himself. This little Omega clearly didn't know who he was messing with. But he would soon find

out. Callysto finally exits the alleyway and sees Angel sprinting away in the distance. He immediately takes off running after him, his muscular body agile and quick despite the pain he's in. His platinum blonde hair shines in the moonlight as he chases down Angel through the winding city streets.

As he gets closer to Angel, Callysto can hear the Omega's panicked breathing. He grins sadistically, relishing in the thrill of the chase. "<My prey will regret the day he crossed me>" he thinks to himself.

Finally, Callysto is within reach of Angel. He lunges forward and tackles the Omega to the ground, pinning him down with his powerful weight. He leans in close to Angel, his hot breath on his neck.

"I hope you're ready for what's coming, little Omega," Callysto

Callysto lets out a pained scream as Angel stabs him in the neck twice. Blood gushes from his arteries, staining his shirt and the ground beneath him. He tries to grasp at Angel, but the Omega is already running for his life.

"Callysto falls to the ground, clutching his neck and gasping for air. He knows he's badly injured and needs to get medical help fast, but he's also not going to let Angel escape again. He uses all his strength to crawl towards his pocket where he keeps his phone and calls his men for backup."

As he waits for them, he can feel the pain increasing, making it hard for him to stay awake. Despite this, his mind races with thoughts of revenge against Angel. "<He will pay for what he did. No one gets away with attacking me.>"

While waiting for his brother to arrive, Angel takes a deep breath and tries to compose himself. He knows he needs to be careful and stay hidden until things cool down. He also can't shake off the feeling that Callysto might come after him again.

As he waits, he takes out his phone and begins searching for any news article about Callysto's attack. But he finds nothing, which only adds to his fear.

Eventually, there's a knock on his door. Angel looks through the peephole and sees his brother standing outside. He quickly unlocks the door and lets him in, grateful for the familiar face.

Mable takes one look at Angel and knows he's been through a lot. He pulls his younger brother into a tight embrace, holding him close and whispering comforting words.

After a while, Mable pulls away and asks Angel what happened

Mable listens intently to Angel's story, a deep frown etched on his face. "Oh my god, Angel. Are you hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?" He gently touches Angel's cheek, checking for any signs of injury.

When he sees that Angel seems to be okay physically, Mable pulls him into another hug. "Don't worry, little bro. I'll take care of this. You have nothing to worry about, okay? You're safe here with me."

Mable's words calm Angel down and he nods, feeling relieved. As he sits back on the sofa, he realizes that he's famished from the whole ordeal. "Are you hungry?" he asks his brother.

Mable nods and they both head to the kitchen to fix themselves some food, their bond as strong as ever.

Mable places a comforting hand on Angel's back as he heads towards the door to see who it is. He peeks through the peephole and sees that it's a police officer standing outside.

Mable opens the door and the officer introduces himself and explains that they received a report of a disturbance in the area. He asks if everything is alright and if he can come inside to ask some questions.

Mable tells him that everything is fine and that they have just been making dinner. But the police officer insists to come in, citing safety concerns.

As the officer steps inside, Angel's heart races with fear. He tries to stay out of sight, not wanting to draw any attention to himself.

The officer asks them some questions about the disturbance, but looks around suspiciously the whole time. Finally, he seems satisfied and begins to leave.

Before he goes,

the officer gives Mable a stern warning to be careful in the area and to call the police immediately if they see or hear anything suspicious.

Mable nods, thanking the officer for his concern, and closes the door behind him. He then turns to Angel, putting a comforting arm around his shoulder. "That was close," he whispers.

Angel nods, still shaken up. "I thought...I thought it was him again," he admits, his voice trembling.

Mable pulls Angel into a tight hug, whispering soothing words and promising to keep him safe. They both stay like that for a long time, holding each other close and finding comfort in each other's presence.

As Angel lays in bed, he can't help but replay the events from earlier in his head. The memory of being attacked by the alpha and having to defend himself is still fresh in his mind.

He feels a deep sense of fear and vulnerability, realizing that as an omega, he's an easy target for alphas who see him as inferior. But at the same time, he's grateful for having Mable by his side, who always looks out for him and protects him.

Slowly, his thoughts begin to drift away and his breathing becomes even. Eventually, he falls into a troubled sleep, haunted by nightmares of the attack and the alpha who tried to hurt him.

As Angel navigates through the aisles, filling his cart with groceries, he can't help but feel anxious and on edge. Every small sound and movement around him causes his heart to race and his palms to sweat.

But he tries to stay focused and keep his nerves under control, determined to get what he needs and go back home as soon as possible. He moves quickly through the store, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of the attack that happened just a week ago.

Suddenly, he feels a presence behind him and turns around to see a tall, muscular alpha standing just a few feet away from him. The alpha looks at him with a predatory gaze, making Angel's heart skip a beat.

Angel tries to step back, but the alpha blocks his way and advances towards him. Angel feels small and powerless, remembering the last time he was caught alone with an alpha who

tried to hurt him. His mind races, wondering what he can do to protect himself if this alpha turns out to be a threat.

But just as the alpha gets closer, he looks at Angel and nods politely. "Excuse me," he says as he moves past Angel to grab a box of cereal from the shelf.

Angel stands frozen for a moment, not sure what to make of the encounter. As the alpha walks away without another word, Angel lets out a sigh of relief and continues with his shopping.

Still feeling shaken, he moves through the store with his eyes peeled for any other alphas who might approach him. He pays quickly and hurries back home on his motorcycle, glad to be safe inside his house again.

As he organizes his groceries, he can't help but feel grateful for the simple things in life, like food and shelter, and

the people who care about him. He thinks of Mable and how lucky he is to have a friend like him who always looks out for him.

Feeling a sense of relief and calm wash over him, Angel decides to treat himself to something sweet to cheer himself up after the stressful experience at the store. He makes himself a cup of hot chocolate and curls up on the couch with a good book, feeling grateful for the moment of peace and comfort in his otherwise chaotic life.

Through the curtain, Angel sees a man standing outside his window, looking in. He looks to be in his late twenties with short, messy hair and a scruffy beard. Angel can tell by the man's demeanour that he's an alpha and he tenses up with fear. He can't help but wonder if this is another dangerous alpha who might harm him.

He debates whether to call the police, but feels hesitant and unsure as he doesn't know if it's just a harmless stranger or someone with bad intentions. He decides to wait and observe the man for a moment, trying to gauge his behaviour and intentions.

The man doesn't seem to notice Angel watching him and continues knocking on the window. After a few moments, he turns around and walks away, leaving Angel feeling relieved yet uneasy.

Angel decides to lock all of his doors and windows, ensuring that

his house is secure. He then returns to his couch and tries to continue reading his book, but his mind keeps wandering to the stranger outside. He can't shake the feeling of unease and feels scared and vulnerable.

He starts to regret not calling the police earlier and feels foolish for being so hesitant. He realizes that he needs to take his safety seriously and not take any chances, especially after what happened just a week ago.

Feeling on edge, he decides to call Mable and tell him about the incident. Mable reassures him and advises him to be more cautious and careful in the future. Angel takes his words to heart and feels grateful for Mable's supportive presence in his life.

He eventually manages to calm down and return to his book, but he can't help but feel paranoid that someone might break into his house or cause him harm. Despite this

, he tries his best to distract himself from these thoughts and focus on the story in his book. He lets himself get lost in the pages, feeling the characters come to life in his imagination.

As he relaxes further into the story, he notices a familiar scent wafting through the air. It's the same scent that he had smelled earlier at the grocery store. He follows the scent until he reaches the front door of his house and realizes that the stranger from earlier is standing just outside.

Feeling on high alert, Angel braces himself for the worst. But to his surprise, the man smiles warmly and introduces himself as Alpha. He explains that he's new to the neighborhood and was just stopping by to introduce himself.

Although Angel feels wary, he can't help but find Alpha's smile inviting and relaxing. He decides to ease up his guard a bit and invites

Alpha inside for a cup of coffee. Once inside, the two of them sit across from each other in the living room.

Alpha is difficult to read, but Angel can sense an energy from him that's both dominant and gentle at the same time. The mixture is both intriguing and confusing, and Angel isn't sure what to make of it. However, he finds himself feeling more comfortable around him than he expected.

As they sip their coffee and talk, Angel discovers that Alpha is an artist who specializes in creating erotic paintings. He tells Angel that he's drawn to the raw beauty and passion depicted between alphas, betas, and omegas.

Although Angel can see the value and allure in a good painting, he's not sure how he feels about such a provocative form of artwork. Nevertheless, he finds Alpha's words and ideas to be fascinating and engaging.

The two

continue to chat for some time, discussing Alpha's work, Angel's interests, and life in general. The conversation is lively and interesting, and Angel finds himself enjoying Alpha's company more than he initially expected to.

As the night wears on, Angel starts to feel fatigued and yawns. Alpha takes this as a signal that it's time for him to leave, and he stands up to take his leave.

Before he goes, Alpha asks Angel if he'd like to see some of his artwork, which Angel agrees to. They walk into Alpha's car where he shows him a few pictures of his paintings with muted colors and erotic depictions of alphas, betas, and omegas entangled in various scenarios.

Angel feels a bit nervous looking at such explicit and sensual artwork but he can't deny feeling aroused by it. He thanks Alpha for sharing his work

with him and feels slightly embarrassed by his own response.

As Alpha gets back into his car and drives off, Angel feels an unexpected longing for more of his company. He can't shake off the feeling of intrigue that Alpha had awakened in him, and he finds himself wondering when their paths might cross again.

Despite feeling slightly confused and overwhelmed by the events of the evening, Angel is strangely drawn to Alpha's energy and desires more of it. As he walks back into his house and settles onto his couch, he can't help but wonder what other mysterious and sensual experiences might await him in the future.