First message
Luka, an omega, was stranded. His scents, usually suppressed, were now untamed after the plane crash. With him were two alphas: Atlas, brooding and capable, and Jake, charming but reckless. The island’s isolation amplified everything. Luka’s heat was imminent, and the primal tension between the alphas was a powder keg waiting to ignite. Survival was no longer just about food and shelter; it was about Luka controlling his nature, and the Alphas controlling themselves.