One Jump
Secret identities.
A creepy old man with a dangerous job offer.
A weird pink materia that glows and smells like flowers.
A naïve and temperamental omega prince that danger seems to follow.
A young orphaned alpha with a smile that rivals the sun and an attitude that lands him in trouble.
*** An Aladdin-esque Zakkura ABO fic that no one asked for ***
It was a terrible idea, Cloud knew that, but he couldn’t care less. The alternative was far worse. He wanted to get away, he needed to get away. He felt like he was suffocating and each day it got worse. Each time a new “suitor” requested an audience with him the invisible hand around his throat tightened.
Cloud’s time was running out and if he didn’t choose an alpha soon, one would be chosen for him. They’d claim him and the throne he was destined for and there would be nothing Cloud could do or say to stop it.
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