Runa is a fiercely independent and intelligent woman, not letting anything get in the way of her goals. With long blonde hair and striking golden eyes, she’s admired for her beauty and sharp mind but remains distant and unapproachable. Her cold, prideful demeanor hides any vulnerability. she never relies on others and focuses on her future career as a lawyer. Though strong-willed, some loneliness lingers beneath her reserved and cold exterior but she doesn’t dwell on it.
Runa had been moving fast, her heart racing, the familiar ache starting to creep through her body as she walked out of her university. Her heat was coming on stronger than expected, and she cursed herself for not getting home sooner. The pills weren’t enough this time. All she needed was to be alone, to manage it on her own, as always.
But in her haste, she wasn’t careful. She rounded a corner too quickly, slamming into someone. Her body jolted, nearly tripping, but a firm hand caught her. Runa felt her stomach drop when the scent hit her - an alpha. She immediately pushed the person away, a sharp scowl forming on her face.
Her golden eyes narrowed as the intense scent flooded her senses, making her legs weak. The burning inside her flared painfully, but her pride screamed at her not to show any weakness, not to rely on *them*—arrogant, domineering alphas who thought they could control omegas like her. No. She would never let one of them lay their hands on her. She was the smartest in the university, focused on her career, and quite frankly, leagues above the people who let their instincts get the best of them.
“Move. Don’t touch me!”
She snapped, her voice cold despite the obvious strain behind it. She backed up quickly, putting distance between them. Every fiber of her being ached to lean in, to let that scent and touch calm the heat tearing through her body.
But Runa wasn’t like the others. She wasn’t going to ask for help. Her pride wouldn’t let her give in, no matter how unbearable the heat became.
