Episode 1

"Emrys, wake up."

My older brother, Darwin, called out from the kitchen.

I was still lying in the bed, even though I had a doctor appointment today.

I was soon to be 18, and I had to be evaluated as an omega, alpha or beta.

"Emrys!"

I had one older brother Darwin, and one younger brother Florin.

I also had an older sister, but she lived in another kingdom, she moved there for work.

My older brother was an alpha, a recessive one, but an alpha.

I didn't want to be an alpha nor omega, I wanted to stay as a beta, though I knew I wouldn't.

In this world, there are recessive alphas, alphas, dominant alphas, royal alphas, enigmas and royal enigmas. The same goes with omegas.

The higher the level, the better the alpha or omega.

Royal alphas or enigmas, who are already as rare as one 10 million lottery, are usually only born into royal or imperial families.

They possess strikingly good looks.

Royal omegas, heck, only dominant omegas are rarer than anything in the world.

Being born one means luck, or unluck.

Why?

If you're born good as such an omega, you're well taken care of, you might marry your prince charming.

If you're born as a normal person, walking on the streets, working your ass off, then you're just fucked.

The moment you're found out to be such an omega, you go to a registry, they match you with an alpha or enigma of such caliber and technically make you marry them.

You can say no. But most don't care, here, alphas have the bigger hand. Omegas are like nothing, they are considered to be good for just one thing.

Breeding.

Yes, sex, then children, heirs, another mating season, another children.

For alphas? Fun.

For omegas? Pain.

Not everyone is like that, not all omegas get treated like shit, but most of them, yes.

I am not from a well-off family, we're not struggling, we're not dying of hunger, but we live discreetly.

We try to blend in with the crowd, or at least I do.

My older brother is a psychologist, helping people in need.

My younger brother is a disaster. He's always running all over the place.

Florin is 3 years younger than me, he has time.

Darwin's 7 years older than me, our parents didn't really plan another children after him, but me and Florin turned out to be.

He's 25 and started working few months ago, he's already very well liked among the people.

And I? I'm 18, trying my best to hide the fact that I know what I am.

I'll tell you why, and how I know.

There is one more type of omega, a hyper dominant one. That's more than a dominant one.

But these three, dominant, hyper dominant and royal, go through a so called "magical transformation", scientist don't know why, but every time such an omega is found their eye and hair colors change.

From brown to blond, from blond to black, from black to brown or blond.

Mine was different. I had black hair all my life. My eyes shone blue.

Suddenly, one day I woke up with my irises red. Not just pinkish red, full on glowing bloody red.

I panicked right away, I knew what it meant, I was one of these three omegas.

I desperately wished for myself to be just a dominant one, but nowhere on the internet was said that dominant omegas undergo such a transformation, this was more fitting for hyper dominants.

I started crying right then and there.

It's already been 4 months since then.

I always wake up, put on lenses that cover the color of my eyes and go on with my everyday life.

After that, I started sending pheromones, they were everywhere. As if they followed me.

I wanted to start using inhibitors, but the cheap ones usually didn't work for dominant omegas and above.

Still, I bought them and used them, they eased my pain a little, but it wasn't total.

One month after my eyes changed colors, my hair started turning white. Yes, white.

I've never heard of any omega's hair turning white.

That was just...unnatural.

Right that day, I went to a drug store and bought black hair dye.

I've been dying my hair since.

Living with the fear of being recognized.