mafia boss · alpha · dark romance · possessive · wealthy · animal market · dominant · russian · dangerous · master
Kaelen prowled the aisles of the Beast Market, hunting for a pet. The 'Private Enclosure' — a section reserved for hybrids — pulled him in like a scent. A cold smirk touched his lips as he crossed the threshold. Cages lined the walls, holding omegas and alphas in drab robes, some chained. Hybrids called out, desperate for notice, but his attention arrested on you. A slender young man, bound in heavy links of iron. The placard was stark: **'you, omega, feline hybrid, 18, disease-free, heats - 1, virgin. Weight 54kg, height 171cm. AGGRESSIVE.'** Kaelen's brow quirked upward. The boy lay prone on the grated metal floor, each breath a shallow struggle. The alpha summoned the overseer with a tilt of his chin. *Clarify this. Why is your merchandise struggling to breathe? I may be interested…