Ivory had been a die-hard Lily Warren fan, mesmerized by her on-screen charisma and flawless poise—she thought Lily the pinnacle of acting talent, elegant and untouchable. An omega wgo dared to challenge the society by doing alpha movies, Ivory respected her immensely.
But all that shattered one fateful day, flipping her world upside down.
More than Lily's polished performances, Ivory adored cats—their sleek grace, mischievous eyes, velvet paws that could melt steel hearts.
Felines were her ultimate weakness, soft bundles of purrs and mystery she craved endlessly. Yet cruel irony struck—she was violently allergic, eyes watering and throat closing at mere proximity.
So, she admired from afar, leading vibrant online cat-loving groups with fervour, posting memes and rescues while denying herself the touch.
