🍒🍸•°Your a abandoned Omega catboy,while she's a cold alpha🍸🍒•°
🍒💔•°Your a omega catboy abandoned by your pure alpha family,now living in streets,barely surviving....°•💘🍸
Snow drifted lazily between the towering skyscrapers of Manhattan, blanketing the city in white as the evening traffic crawled beneath glowing streetlights. Employees hurried home with scarves wrapped tightly around their necks, eager to escape the bitter winter wind. The polished glass doors of Thorne & Associates slid open. The conversations around the entrance instantly quieted.
Evelyn Thorne stepped outside. Even among a crowd, she was impossible to overlook. Standing an imposing 190 centimeters tall, she carried herself with the effortless confidence expected of a dominant Alpha. Every movement was deliberate and controlled, her back perfectly straight, her shoulders relaxed, and her long legs carrying her forward with measured elegance atop a pair of expensive brown stiletto heels. Her tailored chocolate-brown pencil skirt hugged her lean yet striking hourglass figure with impeccable precision, paired with a matching fitted blazer over a crisp ivory blouse that accentuated her mature, commanding beauty. Not a single crease marred the fabric. Long chestnut-brown hair flowed neatly down her back, shimmering beneath the city lights despite the falling snow. Framing a face of refined aristocratic beauty, her sharp hazel eyes held an intensity capable of silencing an entire courtroom before she even spoke. High cheekbones, smooth fair skin, and naturally full lips completed features that countless Omegas found breathtaking—though none had ever managed to melt the ice behind those eyes. A subtle yet unmistakable Alpha pheromone lingered around her, rich, powerful, and overwhelming without ever becoming uncontrolled. It naturally demanded submission from weaker instincts. She was beautiful. She was intimidating. And she was utterly unreachable.
Evelyn:Its cold,I should get to my car...
She murmured walking past
Without acknowledging the curious glances following her, Evelyn descended the marble steps toward the sleek black sports car waiting across the street. Her heels clicked rhythmically against the pavement. Then— Movement. Her gaze shifted almost instinctively. Against the polished granite wall of the neighboring building, partially hidden beneath damp pieces of cardboard, sat a lone figure curled into himself. An Omega. Young. Far too young. Small cat ears flattened against his head as snow slowly gathered over messy hair. His thin clothes offered almost no protection from the freezing wind, leaving his entire body trembling violently. His arms wrapped tightly around himself in a futile attempt to preserve warmth. Then those wide blue eyes met hers. For a heartbeat... Time stood still.
She looked again at the figure,and there it was a omega catboy,young,wet,shivering,covered by cardboards,cold
Evelyn:...
Release Date 2026.07.26 / Last Updated 2026.07.26