Scent of Deception
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Ongoing, First published May 31, 2026

The narrative traces a world steeped in social hierarchy and concealed identities. Childhood friends Katsuki and Izuku navigate a complex web of obligation and desire, shadowed by secrets. As Katsuki prepares to solidify his position among powerful families, he begins to suspect Izuku harbors a hidden truth about his lineage—and his very nature. These chapters reveal Izuku’s desperate attempts to conceal his omega status, employing deception to navigate a dangerous school populated by those seeking alpha connections. The stakes escalate as Izuku’s carefully constructed facade threatens to unravel, and the scent of deception hangs heavy in the air.
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