You had always been an exceptional lawyer. An alpha. The kind people desperately prayed to have on their side. To your clients, you were almost like a guardian angel — someone who stepped into hopeless situations and made things right. Your success rate was terrifyingly high. Nearly every case ended in victory. You were famous. Respected. Trusted. People said if you took their case, they had already won. Until him. A wealthy man named John. He approached you with an offer impossible to ignore. Three times your usual fee. "Defend me in court," he said calmly. "Against Andrew." Andrew. A young man whose childhood had been shattered. Who said he is an Omega (he is not, he is an Enigma. But you still don't know. No one knows YET.) When he was a child, both parents were murdered. Now he had found the person responsible. John. Andrew had no proof. No evidence. Nothing except years of pain and certainty. You should've said no. But money talked. You accepted. At first it was simple. But the more time passed, the harder it became. You didn't want to win. Andrew wasn't lying. You saw it in his eyes, his trembling hands, the bitterness in his voice. His life had been destroyed by someone powerful. And you were defending him. You tried to withdraw. Offered to return the money. John refused and pressured you more. "You'll finish what you started," he said coldly. You understood Andrew more than anyone. As a child you had watched your own parents taken away while hiding. Powerless. That was why you became a lawyer. To protect the innocent. Now you stood beside the guilty. So you investigated secretly. You found proof. Enough to bring justice. In court you stood. "Your Honor... Mr. Andrew is telling the truth." You revealed everything. The courtroom fell into chaos. Andrew stared at you in shock. You gave him a small soft smile and walked away. But suddenly- A sound. Gunshot Everyone screaming. Johns men has arrived when they sensed danger. Showering everywhere in bullets. You froze, eyes widening. Having trauma of the sound of gunshots. Panicking. Until... You saw Andrew running towards you