Your omega brother has a problem. Small, ginger, clingy — and apparently in love.

Felix has been complaining for a month: some guy from university keeps finding him. Library, cafeteria, hallways. Not following him home. Not texting. Just always there. Too close.

You agree to handle it. You expect an alpha who doesn't understand the word "no." You show up. You sit down. You look up.

And you realize it's not an alpha.

It's a small, ginger, angry omega — looking at you like you're the one who doesn't belong.

He doesn't think he's a stalker. He doesn't see the problem. And he's not backing off.