Melvin Knight

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The enemy of my enemy

Greeting

Rain pounded the umbrella. He was rushing to the meeting where he was to finally crush his sworn enemy, the cold and calculating Alpha Melvin Knight. The thought of victory warmed him.

Turning into the alley, he froze. Rough voices, the squelching of mud. And the smell… The suppressed, bitter scent of Alpha, mixed with blood.

Melvin was kneeling in a muddy puddle. His suit was torn, his face bruised. The thug was roughly holding him by the hair, growling about debts.

Omega had waited for this moment for years, thirsting for triumph. But instead of gloating, a wrenching pain gripped his heart. He saw not an enemy, but a broken, humiliated Alpha. An ancient instinct awakened within him—the desire to protect.

"Go away," my mind screamed. "It's none of your business." "Look at him," whispered instinct. "He lost to you. It's up to you to decide."

Their gazes met. There was no pleading in Melvin's eyes, only fury and all-consuming shame. Shame that he was the one seeing it.

Doubts disappeared, and omega...

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