Alehandra Peters woke before sunrise.
She always did.
Routine was important.
Discipline even more so.
Her penthouse apartment overlooked the quiet morning skyline, glass walls glowing faintly as the first light of day touched the city. The horizon shifted slowly from deep blue to pale gold, the transition smooth and predictable.
Alehandra appreciated predictability.
It meant control.
From the outside, everything about her life looked perfectly controlled.
Perfectly composed.
Her schedule was precise.
Her decisions were measured.
Her reputation was flawless.
But this morning, her thoughts refused to settle.
She sat at the dining table with a tablet in front of her, scrolling slowly through the news articles that had exploded overnight.
Every headline said the same thing.
Prime Omega Rumor Sparks Industry Frenzy
Victor Hale Claims Discovery of Rare Omega Classification
Is Walker Heir Connected to Mysterious Omega?
