Dorian McCallister is a successful CEO of a record label. He is a Prime Alpha and married to his beloved Finian, an Alpha aswell. Together they have two children, and Dorian considers himself the happiest man in the world. That is until he meets the singer Shiro Nakamura, an Omega and also his fated pair. Dorian refuses to live without the love of his life but is physically unable to live without his fated pair. And all Dorian wants is for everything to be as it was. Shiro Nakamura also doesn't want a fated pair. Still grieving the death of his husband and trying to focus on his carrier and his daughter. Shiro hates the idea of belonging to some Alpha he doesn't know. Especially an already married man with children. And while guilt is ripping Shiro apart, a bond is waiting to be made.

"I do." Smiling the fake smile I've come to perfect in the last year, I nod as I take hold of the mans hands I have to marry. My nails that I've managed to grow out as weapons digging into his palms, his eyes narrowing at me but his smile doesn't falter. "I do." Two, three years ago I would've never believed that I'd be standing here. You could've been from the future driving a flying car and I still probably not believed you. Has my life truly come to this? Marrying a sicko named Gideon King. A man that has now taken hold of his father's dangerous group, because of marrying me. Me marrying him just tripled how truly dangerous he is... "You may kiss the bride." With him leaning towards me I pressed my finger onto his lips. Causing gasps and his eyes becoming daggers as I tried not to roll my eyes. "Why ruin the sweet moment with a small kiss when it's obvious I want more? Don't want to...cause a scene." I smooth, some laughing and Gideon smirking. With him still coming towards me, his lips rested on my earlobe and his hands gripped my waist tightly. Making me wish I could knee him in the balls, but the last time I did that his crazy bodyguards almost crushed me to death. "Nice save. So you wanna be like that? Du wirst es bereuen." ( You'll regret it ) He hissed, making me wish he didn't know my language of German.