“I wish I could meet him, you know.” Xenia said with a shy smile, staring at the flowers around them.
“Who?” Stefanos asked gruffly, picking up the flower crown he just made and placing it over Xenias head. 
Xenia rolled her eyes playfully, her scent turning sweeter, as she giggled at Stefanos flower crown. “The owner of the garden of course! I wish I could thank and tell him how grateful I’m for all the flowers he had gifted me.”
“He didn’t gift you those, you basically stole them from his garden Xenia.” Stefanos replied with a grunt and begin walking away, until it hit him about what he just said.
“I never told you I stole them, Adriano.”
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Alpha Stefanos was driven away by his own family. Now he lives in a dark tower by himself, (his only friend a dragon.)To keep him company, he grows flowers in his garden. One day a young omega shows up and steals some of the flowers. Enraged, Stefanos swears to punish whoever the thief is. His anger diminishes when he learns more about the Omega and who she really is. Her presence suddenly causes Stefanos ice cold heart to melt. But why is she there and what does she want?
But what if his fate rest on his ability to make a special flower bloom, Will he be able to do it? 
Can he bloom a flower that can't be bloomed, in a dream that can't come true?  
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Inspired from an old Italian tale.


Smeraldo

It doesn't take a genius to know that Stefanos was restless as he paced the entirety of his chambers briskly. Wraya watched his master gnawing at his fingernails in concentration, a frown edged on the red beast's face. 


For hours Stefanos just circled around, ignoring all the questions Wraya threw at him. The beast sighed, covering himself with his leather wings before he deadpanned. 


Stefanos stopped abruptly, the mention of Xenia sending his heart to a marathon. He turned to the Dragon with his eyebrows knitted together. "Whatever made you come to that conclusion Wraya?" 


"You haven't taken off your mask yet, sire." 


10. I'LL BE YOUR FRIEND