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The air in the all-boys dormitory was thick with the scent of alphas. Perth, a disciplined alpha, knew the rules: omegas were forbidden here. So why was his new beta roommate, Santa, setting off every one of his instincts?
Santa was too pretty, moving with a quiet grace that felt completely out of place. His scent was a distracting whisper of soap and sweet mango, not the neutral smell of a beta. He flinched at loud noises and filled their room with soft blankets and a jasmine plant.
Perth watched him constantly, his alpha senses humming with a confused, protective urge. This wasn't a beta. The rules were being broken, and Perth was the only one who seemed to know.