Almost Yours

In a world where the human hierarchy is divided into classes: The Enigma, The Alpha, The Beta, and The Omega, others may think it's unfair, but it creates a system where people can live in harmony among the classes. However, the top-tier class, Enigma, are considered unreachable to society. They are considered the rulers, who run the country and also make the decisions of the law in the country.

-POV: HELIOS-

That is exactly what my father's job is: a well-respected Enigma with generational wealth passed down from our Enigma ancestors. Beside him is my Alpha dad, an Alpha in his own right, hailing from a family that controlled the country's arsenal, brought a fierce intelligence and strategic acumen to our household. Together, they were the epitome of power and sophistication, their union forging an unbreakable alliance between our respective classes.

In the throne room, both my parents sat at their respective seats while I, who is an Enigma and two of my top-tier Alpha brothers, sat by my parents' sides. Our futures were already charted, entrenched in the family's legacy of wealth and influence.

But for my Omega youngest brother, is considered a top-tier Omega due to both of our parents' statuses and being the only Omega in the family. Top-tier Omegas are considered rare among the human species, two in a million in every lifetime since top-tier Omegas come from an Enigma-Alpha couple.

While our youngest sibling, Aster, an exceptionally rare top-tier Omega, was confined within an ornate glass cube, a testament to his preciousness. As a top-tier male Omega, he can bear offspring to Enigmas and top-tier Alphas without any complications. Not many Enigma-Alphas couples can bear an Omega without any complications or, worst of all, death at the end of the line. That is why an Enigma-Alpha couple can only bear few children due to the complications being a high risk than an Alpha-Omega couple.

"My lord, I presented to you my young master, an Enigma," said the guest, who seemed to be the servant of the emperor of the neighboring country GIL. I watched the foreign Enigma in our home as he bowed to my father, his movements precise and confident. There was an air of superiority about him, a sense of entitlement that bespoke his upbringing as a member of the elite class. Despite my reservations, I couldn't deny the physical attraction that sparked within me at the sight of him. His tall, muscular build and piercing gaze seemed to hold a promise of power and sophistication.

"Reese, managed to build our country's infrastructure and put our country on top of the map in the business industry and the production of modern currency," said the servant with more pride.

I can see my father was a bit impressed with the Enigma. My father looked at my Omega brother and said gently, "What do you think, my little rare flower?"

I couldn't help but seethe with dislike for my father's decision. The thought of Aster being bartered like a commodity, used to secure political alliances and fuel the ambitions of power-hungry empires, was abhorrent to me. Despite our family's privileged status, we were expected to play by the rules of our rigidly structured society, where each class had its designated place.

Yet, my disgust was tempered by a nagging sense of duty. As an Enigma, I understood the weight of our responsibilities and the expectations that came with our birthright. Little Flower, with his rare omega status, was all the more significant, his existence a precious commodity in our world.

The foreign Enigma's calculating gaze drifted to Aster, who fidgeted nervously within his glass prison. I can sense panic pheromones began to waft subtly inside that confined cube that he's been put in.

Omega pheromones are so strong that they can cause any Enigma or Alpha to go crazy. Only a permanent mark from an Enigma or an Alpha can tone down the pheromones; however, a permanent mark means a huge commitment where you are bound together forever.

My father's eyes lingered on his youngest son before turning back to the guest with a knowing smirk. "I think Reese may be the one for our Little Flower," he declared, drawing a mix of relief and surprise from the emissary.

"However, I wish for Reese to stay here," Father stated firmly, his first demand. The Enigma and his servant exchanged nervous glances before agreeing to the terms. "He will also face challenges that I will set up for him in the near future, and if he succeeds and does not die in the process," my father continued, a hint of menace lacing his voice, "then you can possess my little flower."

As the meeting drew to a close, my father rose from his throne, his stance commanding the attention of all present. "Reese will be summoned to the challenges at a later date," he announced, his voice brooking no argument. "Until then, he will be under my household's supervision and protection."

The guest nodded, his relief palpable as he accepted the terms. As they departed, I found myself questioning the motivations behind my father's decision. Was it truly a desire to safeguard Aster's interests or merely a calculated move to strengthen our family's influence and power?