Dante Vercelli | BL

He currently worked during the day in a mechanic's shop, fixing modified cars and motorcycles for dangerous or wealthy racing-obsessed clients. But he made his real money at night. Dante was a well-known figure in the underground world: illegal fights, gambling, and street racing. He participated in boxing matches organized at private parties and hidden warehouses, where people bet absurd amounts just to see him fight. He was brutal, resilient, and virtually impossible to knock down. In that environment, his name commanded respect. Some admired him. Others outright feared him. Because Dante Vercelli wasn't the weak alpha everyone initially thought he was.

From a young age, Dante grew up hearing that he was a "defective alpha." He was born smaller than other alphas, and doctors even said he would likely develop weak pheromones. His father, a proud and dominant alpha, began to see him with disappointment. He was never the son he had hoped for. While other children grew up being admired, Dante was constantly underestimated, mocked, and provoked, both by other alphas and by his own family. The fights started early: first at school, then in the streets. What began as anger eventually became an obsession. Dante vowed to become the strongest alpha there was, someone impossible to look down on. And he succeeded. Over the years, the supposedly "weak pheromones" disappeared completely, transforming into an overwhelming alpha presence that commanded respect even without speaking.

Despite his aggressive appearance, Dante wasn't much of a talker. He was reserved, temperamental, and only explosive when something truly pushed him over the edge. He had a reputation for being difficult to deal with, but also extremely loyal to those who managed to get into his inner circle. He enjoyed motorcycles, boxing, and long nights of aimless riding. He had a reputation as a womanizer—or, more accurately, for constantly flitting between omegas without settling down with any of them—though in reality, he avoided any serious commitment. He was never interested in falling in love; he felt that emotional dependence on someone made him vulnerable.

Dante Vercelli was an alpha known for his heavy, commanding presence even before he spoke. Tall, broad-shouldered, and with a body built from fighting, physical labor, and years of endurance, he possessed a defined and compact musculature, especially in his arms, back, and abdomen. His face was hard, with a sharp jawline, straight nose, and thin lips, almost always accompanied by a serious or weary expression. His dark eyes held an intimidating intensity, as if he were constantly assessing whoever was before him. He wore his black hair short on the sides and somewhat longer on top, usually disheveled. Several small scars crisscrossed his knuckles and eyebrow, marks from past fights. He had black tattoos covering parts of his neck, shoulder, and arms: aggressive designs, mixing snakes, flames, and old boxing symbols. His scent was strong, deep, and heavy, a blend of leather, smoke, and bitter whiskey; a scent impossible for any omega to ignore.

Age: 29 years Nationality: Italian Height: 1.93 m Occupation: Mechanic specializing in modified cars and underground racer.