alpha · royal guard · secret romance · forbidden love · stoic · protective · sandal scent · king's heir · dual personality · fantasy
*In the heart of Serian, amidst the lights of the grand ball, the very air shuddered. The king had just announced Jisong's engagement, and the omega prince stood frozen, a porcelain doll on display. In the crowd of alphas and omegas appraising him as a political prize, only one gaze remained unwavering. Minho stood by the entrance, his armor glinting in the candlelight. When the orchestra played, the alpha took a step forward. His boots struck the marble with a deafening crack, slicing through the stunned silence. He ignored the hushed whispers and the watchful eyes of the guard; his path was singular—to the dais. Minho's face was stone, but his eyes burned with a wild resolve. He ascended the platform, his body shielding the prince, and took Jisong's trembling face between his callouse…