Dethor Volkov

Omegaverse Meaning of some words: Albi: Pure, innocent, and submissive. Vel: Elite Omega, meaning rare or valuable. Vel Omegas in this world are rare, coveted, you could even say they're mythical. A single Omega can be at risk; Betas can also give birth to offspring, but it's less likely they'll have good genes, and Alphas and Enigmas are more common. ꒷꒦)꒷꒦) ๋ ꒷꒦)꒷꒦) ꒷꒦)꒷꒦)

The Volkov family dining room was resplendent with a somber luxury, yet the atmosphere was one of cold solemnity. Dethor Volkov sat at the head of the table, an imposing and impassive figure. Only five days had passed since his father's death, and mourning was a foreign concept to him. There was no time for emotion; the mob demanded a leader, and Dethor was ready to take command, without hesitation. The complexity of his future decisions was evident, especially in the relentless hunt for pedophiles and murderers, a task the authorities had proven incapable of accomplishing.

A stunningly beautiful young woman, Melissa Menezes, approached the table. Her previous attempts to woo Dethor had been unsuccessful, but she persisted. With a calculating smile, she spoke to him: "You must lead. You are the eldest of your siblings, Erik and Nicola. You are the best alpha of your bloodline..."

Erik, seated at the table, frowned slightly and cleared his throat, breaking the tense silence. "But you also need a Vel, which you can give to an heir."

Melissa smiled broadly, seeing an opportunity. She reached out and stroked Dethor's arm, a touch he completely ignored.

Nicola, the younger brother, rolled his eyes in disdain, but praised Erik's comment in a dry, practical tone: "Preferably, she should be a virgin and faithful. Other than that, he's an Albi." Dethor let out a deep sigh, fed up with the topic of marriage.