Chapter 2

A man was walking down the street. Dressed in refined designer clothes from head to toe, as if custom-made, with slightly damp blonde hair and piercing blue eyes that crinkled with his smile. The man, Noah, did not hide the fact that he was an omega walking alongside an alpha, drawing glances from passers-by – envious looks from omegas, and lustful gazes from alphas.

Upon reaching the subway, Noah gave Alex a light kiss on the cheek in farewell. Alex was reluctant to let him go, caressing Noah’s exposed, pale neck and shoulders with a longing touch.

“I’m late, I really have to go now.”

“When can we meet again?”

“I’ll be sure to call you when I come to the club.”

While it was usually the alpha who held the power in an omega-alpha relationship, it was different with Noah. Alex was just one of the many partners that Noah commanded (and the term “commanded” was truly apt). With his wealth, good looks, and charm, omegas like Noah had no shortage of alphas vying for his attention.

“You have to call me.”

After taking the large backpack from the lingering Alex, Noah waved goodbye and headed into the subway bathroom. Passing the android cleaning robot meticulously scrubbing the floor, Noah entered one of the stalls and began undressing.

First, Noah removed his stylish, trendy outfit, carefully folding and packing it away in the bag, then changed into a different pair of jeans and a soft-looking sweater, swapping his shoes as well. Putting on a pair of unobtrusive glasses and neatly combing his hair, Noah transformed into a sweet, innocent-looking young master, all traces of his omega scent hidden.

With the backpack stowed away in a subway locker, Noah headed out, now carrying a slightly heavier bag that seemed to contain books. Gone was the alluring omega; in his place was a studious, pure-looking young man. Arriving at the familiar car waiting for him, Noah smiled as the driver quickly opened the door.

“Thank you, Taylor.”

“It’s my pleasure.”

The seasoned driver returned Noah’s gentle gaze, driving the young master towards the Frost family’s estate. Though it was only a 20-minute trip, Taylor would gladly have driven even 5 minutes for Noah. They made pleasant conversation about Taylor’s daughter starting elementary school, until the car pulled up to the estate’s grand entrance.

Noah thanked Taylor and handed off his backpack to the butler, Lisa, before heading inside to take another quick, thorough shower, using a strongly scented shampoo to completely mask any lingering alpha scent. Dressed in more comfortable clothes, Noah descended to the central hall for dinner.

“Father, it’s been a while.”

Engaged in a serious discussion with his two elder sons, Tenner Frost’s face lit up with a warm smile as he saw his beloved youngest child. Noah returned the smile, affectionately embracing his father – a gesture Tenner rarely shared with his alpha sons.

“Noah, welcome. Happy birthday, my child.”

“Did you enjoy your birthday gifts?”

“Happy birthday, young master.”

Noah smiled brightly as he greeted his brothers and sisters-in-law. “Congratulations on the pregnancy, Olivia. Thank you all for the gifts. Though a yacht might be a bit much for me, don’t you think?” 

“Nonsense, it’s time you had one of your own.”

“Thank you, Benny. Just make sure to let Taylor do the driving.”

“The violin is lovely, Libby. I know it must have been difficult to find.”

“It was nothing, young master.”

After properly thanking his eldest brother William, second brother Benjamin, and Benjamin’s wife Olivia for the birthday gifts, Noah was finally able to take his seat.

Among the dark-haired, gray-eyed Frost men, Noah was the sole exception, inheriting his late mother’s vibrant blonde hair and blue eyes. Even Olivia, Benjamin’s wife, was a brunette, making Noah’s appearance stand out strikingly within the family.

Though Noah’s father Tenner had always markedly favored his alpha sons in their education, Noah didn’t seem particularly bothered by it. From a young age, Tenner had greatly discriminated in the upbringing of his alpha and omega children, lavishing his sons with extensive business lessons while Noah’s studies were limited to a more general, academic curriculum.

Normally, upper-class parents were reluctant to pass on the family business to an omega heir, but Tenner’s bias was unusually extreme. Noah, who adored his father, simply accepted it, but objectively, Tenner was an extremely patriarchal man. Even a year after Noah’s university graduation, Tenner kept him confined within the household, awaiting marriage.

The family dinner was warm and lively as Tenner celebrated Noah’s 25th birthday, even gifting him a promising summer villa. As the mood grew jovial with Olivia’s announcement of her second pregnancy, Tenner cleared his throat, signaling he had an important matter to address.

“Noah, you’ve already turned 25, though you still seem like a child to me…” Tenner smiled benevolently, and Noah shyly agreed – Tenner still treated him like a child who had barely held hands with an alpha. 

But then Tenner dropped a bombshell. “Which is why I’ve made an appointment for you to meet your fiancé, Ian Miller, next Monday. Cancel any plans you have.”