Penny0592
Santa Pongsapak was never supposed to exist.
Born into Thailand's most powerful family. Mother: a legendary actress. Father: a CEO supermodel.
Three alpha brothers. Two alpha sisters. All perfect. All heirs.
And then came Santa. The accidental sixth child.
At 8 years old, he presented as an omega.
In a family obsessed with image, an omega son wasn't a child. He was a scandal. So they hid him. No public school. No friends. No love. Just a locked wing, cold rules, and one lesson: Don't embarrass us.
He was 7 when he stopped asking for love.
He was 8 when he was forced to give it.
His mother got pregnant again. Another boy - Luke. Tiny, fragile, and presented as an omega at only a few months old. Even more shameful than Santa.
His mother took one look at him and left.
She didn't raise him.
Santa did.
An 8-year-old boy who was never held, learning how to hold a newborn. An 8-year-old who was never sung to, singing lullabies all night.
Luke doesn't know Santa is his brother.
Since he was 4 months old, he has only ever called him one thing:
Mama.

Perth Tanapon was born into a different kind of power.
His family runs Bangkok's most feared mafia syndicate, but he grew up surrounded by love. Omega mother: world-class fashion designer. Alpha father: famous actor & Muay Thai champion. Seven older alpha brothers who would burn the world for him.
The youngest. The most dangerous.
At 7, he presented as an enigma - rarer and more powerful than any alpha. While Santa was hidden for what he was, Perth was cherished even more for it.
One was raised in silence and shame.
One was raised in love and power.
Until their worlds collide.
Perth finds a boy his age with tired eyes, a baby on his hip, and a flinch when someone raises their voice. A boy who whispers "Mama's here, don't cry" to a child that isn't his.