He lost his virginity to a stranger.

Now that stranger is his boss.

Seren Valez is an omega hiding behind scent blockers, working tirelessly just to survive in a world where omegas are treated like prey. One reckless night at a club changes everything, too many drinks, too much heat, and a mysterious alpha whose touch he can’t forget.

Or rather… can’t remember.

All Seren recalls is a tattoo.

A black serpent wrapped around a dagger.

And the panic that follows when his heat arrives sooner than expected.

Caelan Draxen, a ruthless billionaire alpha CEO, has never been obsessed with anyone before. But after one unforgettable night, he can’t let go of the omega who disappeared before dawn.

So when that same omega walks into his company a week later, applying for a job and looking at him like a complete stranger, Caelan makes a dangerous decision.

He hires him.

Keeps the truth hidden.

And vows to claim what’s already his.

But secrets don’t stay buried forever.

Especially when jealousy rises, rivals close in, and an omega’s identity could destroy everything he’s built.

He doesn’t remember their night.

But the alpha will make sure he never forgets again.

Not many. The specific inventory of an eighteen-month-old — objects, names, a handful of verbs deployed with the conviction of someone who had discovered that language was a tool and was testing its range.


The last two had arrived on the same day, three weeks apart, each time directed correctly without anyone having specifically taught the distinction. Eli had simply — observed. Filed. Applied.


This was, Seren thought, extremely on-brand.


Cara had fewer words but used them with more precision. Where Eli used no as a general-purpose expression of opinion, Cara reserved it for specific objections, delivered with the focused certainty of someone who had considered the situation and reached a conclusion.


Mira had been right about that from day one.


Chapter 91 - Eighteen Months