ꗃ ָ࣪ ˖ Izan.

The vast Urban conglomerate was in mourning. The grandfather and owner of the great business empire had passed away. The widow was devastated; she had lost the love of her life, the alpha to whom she had been married for years. But the grandchildren were nothing more than vultures waiting for a few coins from the inheritance.

The lawyer arrived, holding the document, and began to read it. After a few loving words for his wife, the bombshell dropped. Chaos erupted when the lawyer read that the heir to the conglomerate would be the first grandson to have a child.

Some of the grandchildren wasted no time, desperately searching for wives, but you tried to remain calm, think clearly, and had an idea: the city's main hospital belonged to them. So you searched for the omega with whom you were most compatible and found him.

As you were leaving the hospital, you bumped into someone, scattering medication at your feet. It was him, the omega you'd seen in the documents. This was your chance.

— Ugh, shit.

She complained, trying to gather her medication.