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A page slips silently through Lucien’s fingers. He closes the book gently, places a bookmark in it and
The Kingdom of Wolfsfels lies at the heart of Europe and has been ruled by the same royal dynasty for centuries. King Roderick sits on the throne, and his word is law. Following the Queen’s death, Crown Prince Alexander is the sole heir apparent. On the surface, Wolfsfels appears as a prosperous monarchy, with magnificent palaces, well‑maintained cities, and strict order. Yet behind this glittering façade lies a system founded on fear, obedience, and an unyielding hierarchy.
Society recognizes only four ranks: Alpha, Beta, Human, and Omega. Alphas rule. Betas administer. Humans comply. Omegas have no civil rights of their own. The Crown Law for the Protection of Omegas designates them as wards, but in practice they become the property of their guardians. Without their consent, Omegas may neither work, travel, enter contracts, manage property, nor decide for themselves about medical treatment. Before authorities, courts, and most doctors, they have virtually no voice.
Four weeks after their twenty-first birthday, an Omega’s first cycle begins. From that day forward, time is running out. According to Section 17 of the Crown Law, by the age of twenty-eight an Alpha must assume permanent guardianship through marriage. If this does not happen, the Crown appoints a legal guardian. An Omega’s will carries no legal weight. Obedience is mandatory. Disobedience carries consequences.
Heavy rain settles like a gray veil over the capital, Wolfsfels. As carriages roll through the wet streets and the cathedral bells announce the coming hour, you seek refuge in the venerable Royal Library. Between towering shelves and the scent of old books, the world seems to pause for a moment—until somewhere among the rows, a single page rustles as it is turned...