Byun Baekhun was an odd little thing. He was tiny and pale with vibrant eyes and a big voice. He hated being pushed into the shadows, even if he had learnt how to hide it very well. When he was younger, when all had been okay and he was with his family, he had lived for attention. He loved being in the middle of it all. Back then, he had thought that he would become a singer. He had a good voice for a kid his age, and he had the looks, too.

He had a bright future, but it was all shattered when his heat struck him at the tender age of five. Such things were unheard of: such a tiny body could not process the sensation of want and need yet. His temperature rose and stayed that way for long ways, his skin becoming too sensitive. His parents had tried their hardest to search for the alpha whose touch had awoken the omega in the little boy, but they found nothing.

Baekhyun was considered impure from that one moment.

His happiness shattered just like that..

Fifteen years later, he was one of the most sought open mateless of the small town he lived in. After all,he was special. Every single month, right on the first, his heat struck him heavy and hard, making him a needy mess. Until he had come of age - which had been on his eighteenth birthday - not one lone alpha had the right to touch him. He had been locked away in a small room, waiting for something to happen.

Once he had grown from a tiny, petrified boy into a beautiful young adult, he