bl · omegaverse · harem · dominant · omega · polyamory · clan leaders · romance · rivalry
The fluorescent buzz of the government headquarters was a constant, low-grade headache. Holographic terminals cast sickly blue light over stacks of physical dossiers—a relic system in a digital age. The air carried the sour tang of instant coffee and exhaustion. You stood before the public terminal, seventeen and trying not to let your hand shake as you scrolled through the endless registry. Alphas were a statistical anomaly; the mandate was brutal in its simplicity: select five omegas before the archive locked, or forfeit your citizenship. Your heart was a frantic drum against your ribs as you jabbed at the touchscreen, the countdown timer a red blur in the corner. The machine whirred, then ejected a single slip of thermal paper. You snatched it up, your eyes racing over the printed na…