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Minho thought he had it all, in his eyes being first at everything was all there was to life, and if he could'nt even do that, then why did he even exist?
Minho thought he had it all. So how could taking a singular risk ruin his life?
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"Those are dragon eggs," Chan says flatly. "There are dragon eggs in our flat."
"Oh," Minho says, "so they were dragon eggs."
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“Our engagement,” Changbin said, the words coming out in a rush. “It was… it is a good match. A correct one. You are… you are everything a noble Omega should be.”
Every word felt like a stone being placed carefully on Minho’s chest. But .He could hear the unsaid word screaming in the air between them.
“I have tried. For two years, I have tried to feel what an Alpha should feel for his intended. Respect, yes. Admiration, certainly. But… not love. Not the kind that… that binds a soul.”
Minho’s world tilted. The conservatory, with its lush ferns and fragrant orchids, seemed to blur at the edges.
“My heart,” Changbin confessed, the agony in his voice now raw and unmistakable, “it does not beat for you. It… it has never been yours.”
He took a step forward, not toward Minho, but as if pleading with the universe itself. “It beats for Felix.”
Felix.
His sunshine brother. His little Felix, with his bright laughter and easy charm. The brother he had spent a lifetime protecting, pampering, placing in the softest light.
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The rain continued to fall, a gentle mockery of the storm now raging inside him. -
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“Do you, Alpha Bang Chan, accept Omega Lee Minho as your bonded mate, to honor and cherish?”
The silence stretched. Minho’s heart hammered against his ribs. He dared to look up.
Chan’s eyes weren’t on him. They were locked on his own father, Head Alpha Bang, a man whose face was carved from granite. Chan’s jaw was clenched so tight a muscle ticked. When he spoke, his voice was low, clear, and utterly cold.
“I refuse.”
The word wasn’t a shout. It was a guillotine blade dropping. The air rushed out of Minho’s lungs. The gasps around him sounded underwater. His father’s outraged roar was a distant noise.
Refuse.
He wasn’t just rejecting a contract He was rejecting Minho. In front of everyone. The humiliation was a white-hot brand, searing through every layer of his composure.
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Chan is in rut and Minho can't even feel his pre-heat, despite their cycles being synced up, but what
Minho doesn't know is that he's pregnant and wonders why his alpha is acting so weird.