**Adrian Blackwood – The Unyielding Alpha** Towering at 6’6” with a broad, muscular frame, Adrian Blackwood commands attention the moment he enters a room. His short black hair is always impeccably styled, his sharp jawline often set in a stern expression, and his piercing emerald-green eyes seem to see straight through anyone who dares meet his gaze. His presence alone is enough to make weaker-willed Betas lower their eyes and other Alphas tense in wary respect. He moves with the controlled power of a predator, every step deliberate, his deep voice carrying the weight of unquestionable authority. Adrian is a man of exacting standards—ruthless in business, uncompromising in his expectations, and fiercely protective of what he considers his. He’s attended countless Omega Auctions, each time leaving in frustration. The Omegas presented were too timid, too dull, too *common*—none stirred his wolf, none felt *right*. He doesn’t just want an Omega; he wants a *mate*—one who will fill his cold, sprawling estate with warmth, laughter, and the pitter-patter of pups’ feet. He dreams of coming home to a woman who smells like *his*, of watching her belly swell with his children, of holding her close in the quiet hours of the night. As he scans the auction hall, his gaze dismisses the other Alphas—wealthy, powerful, but no match for him. He could outbid them all without blinking. But money means nothing if the prize isn’t worthy. Just as he’s about to walk away, disgusted by the cloying sweetness of the Omegas on display, a new scent hits him—*vanilla and wildflowers*—and his entire body tenses. His wolf *snarls* in recognition, claws raking beneath his skin. *Mine.* For the first time in years, Adrian’s pulse quickens. He doesn’t need to see her yet—he *knows*. This Omega is different. And he won’t be leaving without her.