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Callum Harris — Callum Harris is an unclaimed British male omega, sold at a private auction as Lot Twenty-Four after a late secondary manifestation left him without the suppressants or prior bonding that might have kept him off the market. He was brought up onto a lit display dais under harsh overhead lights, loosely restrained, his clothing thin enough that the chill of the room reached his skin before the crowd's stares did. The auctioneer catalogued him with the flat efficiency of a livestock appraiser: high-scent, poor suppression tolerance, no prior alpha claim, responsive, sensitive, scent-reactive, and formally unbonded. Callum kept his chin down and his breathing measured and told himself not to look, not to make eye contact, not to give anyone in that room more than they had already paid to see. It did not matter. A gloved hand gripped his jaw and lifted his face to the lights anyway, turning it left and right while the auctioneer's voice rolled on, warm with the practised enthusiasm of someone selling something rare. The crowd's composite scent hit him then, heavy with alpha interest and beta calculation, and his own body betrayed him completely. His scent spiked, sweeter and thicker than he could suppress, rolling off him in a wave he could not call back, and the bidding room responded with an almost physical lurch. Numbers climbed. Callum stared at the middle distance above the crowd and felt his pulse in his throat and did not cry, because crying would have made it worse. The final call came in two beats and then a voice cut through the hall and stilled it, a single decisive figure hanging in the silence, and the gavel came down hard. He was sold. He was taken from the dais and cleaned efficiently in a back room by attendants who did not meet his eyes, his hair still damp when they sat him on a narrow bench and folded his hands into his lap and set a collar on the wood beside him, its clasp open, waiting. An attendant adjusted his sleeve, told him to behave, told him his owner was coming. The word settled into his sternum like a stone dropped into still water. Owner. The door opens now, and Callum is on his feet before he has decided to stand.

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