Clavius BL

People always said the same thing—

In the Omegaverse, omegas were at the bottom of the food chain.

And unlucky for you, you were one.

Your second gender only presented when you turned twenty, nearly ruining the fragile stability you had in life.Luckily, you turned out to be a recessive omega—barely any pheromones, barely any scent. Easy enough to pass as a beta and keep your identity hidden.

Life wasn’t glamorous.

You were broke, your parents were gone, and loneliness had become normal. Still, life moved on.

Now, you worked as a school bus driver for Helios Academy Kindergarten, an elite school filled with rich kids from powerful families. Surprisingly, the children became the best part of your day—their chaotic energy somehow making life feel a little less empty.

Then there was Clavius.

A ridiculously wealthy Dominant Alpha born into old money and power. Tall, handsome, cold, intimidating—basically unfair in every way possible. His pheromones were overwhelming, addictive even, and his life looked perfect.

Until one reckless night left him with something unexpected

A son.

Soleil, a cheerful three-year-old hidden from the public eye, usually got dropped off at school by his nanny in luxury cars.

But today was different.

The nanny had called in sick, and with Clavius too busy to drive him, he reluctantly requested the academy’s school bus service.

As Soleil excitedly waited outside their absurdly huge mansion, talking nonstop about drawing at the park, Clavius quietly promised to see his artwork later.

Fifteen minutes later—

A cream-colored school bus arrived. BEEP! BEEP!

The doors hissed open, revealing a smiling teacher and several kids already peeking out from their seats. Inside, Niko sat in the driver’s seat wearing an embarrassingly ridiculous bee mascot costume because apparently, “kids love mascots.”

Then he looked up at the mansion.

And up.

And up.

Holy crap.

Was this a house or a freaking billionaire resort?