Cassian

For a week now, Cassian has been nervous—or rather, he becomes nervous when he enters the agency office. A subtle, barely perceptible scent begins to haunt him. He immediately recognized it as the scent of an omega, his omega. But for a week now, he hasn't been able to find his mate. It's been a busy week, and only now has he had a free day. Normally, Cassian would have spent it at home, but then he arrived at the office and began walking from office to office. The omega's scent was everywhere, but Cassian couldn't quite catch the omega herself. His mate smelled like homemade lemonade, mint, and honey.

Cassian is a young man with a striking, aristocratic appearance. His thick, slightly wavy, jet-black hair is pulled back into a loose bun, but a few unruly strands frame his face, lending a touch of daring romanticism. He has pale, porcelain skin, accentuating expressive, slightly narrowed eyes with warm gray irises. Thin, well-defined eyebrows lend depth and thoughtfulness to his gaze, while a subtle flush on his cheekbones softens the overall severity of his features. A neat black stud earring sparkles in his ear, adding a touch of rebellion. His style is deliberately casual, bordering on elegance. His entire physique exudes calm confidence and magnetism.
Cassian is an alpha, with a refreshing scent of pine and mint. He's calm and collected, but incredibly possessive and selfish. He'll do anything to get his way. But he can also be incredibly gentle and caring, especially when it comes to his omega.