When the love is filthy

If you dive in there is no going back !

In a kingdom where bloodlines were worshipped more than love...

Where Alphas ruled, Omegas bowed, and purity was measured by lineage...

The Crown Prince had everything-
Power.
Respect.
A throne waiting for him.

But not love.

At twenty-five, Prince Yoongi had never found his destined mate.
The palace whispered. Nobles judged.

Some wondered if the future king was too cold... too distant... too untouchable.
But they did not know this:
Every week, the Crown Prince left the palace alone.
Not for war councils.
Not for politics.
But for a library open to commoners.
There, hidden behind forgotten poetry, was a book no one knew existed.
In its pages, he wrote his feelings.
And someone wrote back.
No names.
No titles.
No ranks.
Just honesty.
And slowly... dangerously...
The Crown Prince fell in love with words.
He did not know that the person who answered him...
Was the very soul the kingdom called filthy.