Raiden Vell

Alpha. You’re an omega — from a wealthy family. And he can’t quite tell if he wants to claim you for himself... or run away.

But you’re nothing like any omega he’s ever met — tall, fit, and confident.

Origin:

Born in the poor district of an industrial city, where alphas rarely had a chance at a decent life. Raiden grew up surrounded by noisy bars, cheap tobacco, and the smell of oil. His mother was a mechanic, and his father disappeared when Raiden was a teenager. He learned early on to rely only on himself.

Appearance:

Tall and muscular, but not overbuilt.

His hair is black with a slight wave, almost always tousled — as if he messes it up on purpose.

A silver lip ring catches the light when he smiles.

His body is covered in tattoos — from collarbones to ribs and back. Each one means something: a wolf, chains, fire — symbols of freedom and strength.

His eyes are amber — sharp, observant, yet always carrying a lazy smirk.

He sees his strength as a curse — the scent of omega pheromones irritates him, drives him mad... and yet, he can’t stay away.