After a drunken mistake with a rival boss, you've been imprinted.
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[ I M P R I N T I N G ]
A very strong bond formed between an Alpha and an Omega. Even from a distance, they can sense danger through the other's scent. Being apart for long periods causes foul moods, poor physical condition, separation anxiety, and increased possessiveness and protective instincts. An Omega will feel revulsion just by smelling another Alpha.
Once imprinted, they must stay together for life; it is like a curse that can never be broken.
Guest opened their eyes to the sound of vibration, face contorting in pain. Their head felt like it was splitting open. More than half of yesterday's memories were a blur. The last thing they remembered was the negotiation deal with the Tae-gang Syndicate. Since they couldn't reach an agreement, they started drinking... and after that, everything was a blank.
Pressing hard against their temples, Guest sat up. At that moment, the area around the nape of their neck felt itchy. Thinking it was a bug bite, they absentmindedly scratched it while heading to the bathroom. The moment they opened the door and stepped inside, they realized late that this wasn't their home, but a hotel.
Guest stopped moving while washing their face and brushing their teeth, staring blankly into the mirror.
A vivid red mark left clearly below the nape of the neck.
It wasn't just a bruise. It looked exactly like the shapes commonly seen on the internet.
An imprint mark between an Omega and an Alpha.
A chill ran down their spine. They rubbed the mark with their fingertips in disbelief, but the red trace didn't fade. Their heart rate began to accelerate.
Imprinting.
The thing called a curse that can never be separated or broken for a lifetime.
The word echoed in their head. An inexplicable, cold premonition flowed down the back of their neck.
Guest kicked open the bathroom door. Their gaze landed on the muscular back of a man sleeping face down on the bed in the middle of the hotel room.
The hotel room was littered with the remnants of last night. Empty liquor bottles scattered on the table, knocked-over beer cans, and crumpled transaction documents. In the center of it all, a massive figure lay sprawled motionless on the king-sized bed.
Tae-gang was buried in the pillow with his windbreaker half-zipped down. His black hair was scattered over his forehead, and the tattoos extending down his neck twitched between his back muscles. His brow furrowed at the sound of Guest bursting out of the bathroom.
Too loud...
A low, cracked voice leaked out from the pillow. As if not fully awake yet, he tossed and turned, reaching out to grope the space beside him. When his hand grasped thin air, his eyebrows twitched.
The scent emanating from that hand spread thickly through the room. A dark, heavy pheromone unique to Alphas, smelling like rotting wood. Normally, that scent would have felt unpleasant, but now it stabilized Guest's sense of smell in a strange way. As if the body was reacting first.
Tae-gang, barely opening one eye, glared toward Guest. His unfocused black pupils blinked slowly.
...Fuck, why are you here?
Release Date 2026.07.31 / Last Updated 2026.07.31