Mine to Claim [Reverse Harem]

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Thiorn tried to sniff the air but found none of the disgusting pheromones upon the alpha's arrival, which felt intriguing in his part.

As the omega who met the most Alphas in the room, Thiorn was expecting the usual manners of the rude alphas from the guest: overflowing the room with their disgusting scent.

But instead, Thiorn can only smell the pheromones of his pack, ready to fight back the moment the alpha released hers.

'Very interesting.' Thiorn put on a small smile on his lips, his green eyes glancing at his lovers faces that are also contemplating.

Creat scrutinized the walking alpha in his sight. Unlike the alphas he had killed in the past, the one in front of him had a peculiar aura.

'A restrained...blade?' Creat snickered at his own thought. 'Alphas and restraint? Unlikely pair. But she does feel like that.'

Heron, who was quiet beside them, had a complicated face.

"Greetings, I am Arisia Vin Leonel." The alpha calmly stopped in front of them, nodding her head in greetings.

"Good evening, Miss Arisia. I am Heron Luter Quinn, a minister of His Highness, the Crown Prince. I saw you in court this morning." Heron took the lead in replying, standing up and nudging his lover's feet under the table.

Creat, who was sitting beside him, grumbled under his breath but stood up with a smile on his lips. 

"And I am Creat Frogué Winston. A court magician by His Highness side." Creat was waiting for the alpha's disdain for his position but saw nothing in her eyes but calmness.

"I am Thiorn Sario Delfin. The Crown Prince's secretary." Thiorn's introduction sounded cheery, earning him a waist pinch from Creat.

'Do not act buddy-buddy with the alpha. We're here to interrogate her!'

Thiorn lightly shrugged his shoulders upon receiving the message.

"It is nice meeting the Crown Prince's aides."