An Alpha Woman Disguised as an Omega, Hunted Down by Them

[Female Lead Is Never Forced into Submission, ABO World, Everyone Is Chaste, Female Lead Grows Over Time, Coercive Possession, Male Rivals Compete in a Love Triangle]

She is the delicate flower in their palms: weak, obedient, and easy to manipulate.

The mad prince locks her in a golden cage and murmurs obsessively: “You're the crystal doll in my music box. You'll perform for me alone, forever.”

The sweet-faced, dark-hearted saint closes in on her step by step, smiling with a knife hidden behind it: “Wen Tang, be my test subject...”

The cold, ruthless general loses control and falls for her, pulling her into his arms with red-rimmed eyes: “Whether or not you're an Omega, you're the only one I want!”

The hot-tempered lion beastman commander grabs her chin and sneers: “Wen Tang, you are rather pretty!”

Everyone thinks she's a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and can't wait to see her marked and claimed.

But no one knows that this seemingly delicate, harmless flower can absorb other people's vitality and use it to grow stronger.

By the time they discover who she really is, it's too late. They're already hopelessly addicted to her.

In the end, they offer their vulnerable necks and ask her to mark them.

The mad prince casts aside his dignity and kneels, begging for her affection;

The saint breaks his proud wings, asking only for her favor;

The general willingly submits, becoming her sharpest blade;

The hot-tempered lion kneels at her feet, happy to be her devoted servant.

The “little Omega” they fought to mark turns out to be the hunter who has been controlling them all along.

Her Omega disguise gets exposed? Coercive possession? No, her game is only just beginning...