Prologue
Absolutely — here is the Prologue
✨ Prologue — Before the Scent ✨
Lyon Kang had everything an alpha could possibly want.
Fame.
Power.
A voice recognized across continents.
Crowds of screaming fans who would faint at the sight of him.
His schedule was full.
His days were loud.
His world was bright.
And yet… it all felt strangely quiet.
Some nights, after rehearsals ended and the lights went out, he would sit alone in his dressing room, staring at his reflection in the mirror. The stylists always said he looked perfect, unreal, flawless.
But Lyon knew the truth.
His eyes looked empty.
There was a heaviness in his chest he could never explain — like something he was born needing, but had never found.
A scent he had never smelled.
A voice he had never heard.
A presence he had never felt.
The other idols in his group often teased him:
"Lyon, don't you ever want an omega?"
"You're in your prime. Alphas your age already have partners, you know."
Lyon only shrugged, always giving the same answer:
"None of them feel right."
Because every time an omega came close — at events, backstage, even when they flirted boldly — Lyon felt nothing.
No pull.
No instinct.
No spark.
His manager actually bragged about it:
"Our Lyon is unique. The only alpha in the industry who doesn't lose control around omegas!"
But Lyon didn't feel proud.
He felt incomplete.
Sometimes, deep in the quiet of his apartment, he would awaken from restless dreams — dreams filled with a warmth he had never experienced in real life.
A sweetness in the air.
A gentle presence.
A voice calling his name softly:
Lyon…
Every time he woke up, his heart would ache with a fierce longing for someone who didn't exist.
Or so he believed.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Lyon stood on the rooftop of his company building, letting the cool breeze wash over him. His senses were sharp, trained, forever alert.
But tonight…
something was different.
A faint sweetness drifted through the wind.
Soft.
Warm.
So delicate he almost thought he imagined it.
Lyon's entire body reacted.
His instincts, normally silent, suddenly roared awake.
His pulse spiked.
His lungs tightened.
His alpha side — dormant for years — jolted like lightning.
"What… was that scent?" he whispered to no one.
It vanished as quickly as it came.
Leaving his heart racing.
Leaving him breathless.
Leaving him wanting.
For the first time in years, Lyon felt alive.
As if the universe had whispered a promise into his skin.
Somewhere out there…
someone existed who could move him.
Someone whose scent could awaken every suppressed instinct inside him.
Someone who felt like fate.
Lyon didn't know their name.
He didn't know their face.
He didn't know when — or if — he would ever find them.
But he felt it.
That one day, their paths would cross.
And when it happened…
he wouldn't be the same alpha ever again.