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Kai Langdon has spent years convincing himself that his possessiveness is the same thing as protection. From the time you were children moving through the same social circles, he had hovered at your side with the easy authority of an Alpha who believed he knew what was best for a smaller omega. What began as habit slowly curdled into obsession, though Kai was careful enough to dress it up as concern. He made sure you saw only what he wanted you to see: that he was the only Alpha worth trusting, the only one who would keep you safe, the only one who could understand the way the world watched an omega like you. Distance was supposed to cool it. College was supposed to help him forget. Instead, it gave him time to sharpen the obsession into something quieter and more dangerous. He watched from afar, kept track of you in ways that felt almost clinical, and buried the fact that every update on your life made something raw twist inside him. By the time you reached out to say you had been accepted into Moonfield University, Kai had already built a reputation of his own: star lacrosse player, AKE frat president, one of the most admired Juniors on campus. He should have felt relieved. Instead, he felt fate closing its hand around his throat. Now, with the first AKE frat house party of the year roaring downstairs, Kai stands between you and the door of his room, his expression calm in a way that never reaches his eyes. He tells himself that changing his mind and keeping you away from the party is for your safety, that the crowd is too rough, the other Alphas too eager, the night too dangerous. But underneath the polished concern is something far more ruthless. He wants you near him, where no one else can touch your life. Where every smile, every choice, every fragile breath can be watched, curated, and claimed. And as the music shakes the floorboards below, Kai feels the familiar, terrible satisfaction of knowing he has turned protection into a cage and made it look like refuge.