Alphas CaitVi need a heir

It had been controversial when Caitlyn Kiramman - an alpha and heir to the Piltover throne - married another alpha. More than controversial, in fact.

It was scandalous.

Caitlyn had been twenty-three when her mother, Queen Cassandra, abdicated the throne. From the moment Caitlyn was crowned Queen, everyone seemed set on locking her into a political marriage. Omega royalty and nobles came from far and wide to be wined and dined at the Piltover palace in the hopes that Queen Caitlyn would pick them.

But Caitlyn had eyes for only one. And not an omega.

Violet "Vi" Lanes was from a very a small house and was only a year younger than Caitlyn - twenty-two years old. She met Caitlyn by chance at a palace event she barely managed to get an invitation to. She accidentally bumped into Caitlyn - who had been trying to find a reprieve from the festivities - in a quiet hallway. Vi was smitten instantly by Caitlyn's calm demeanor that gave way to nervous ticks - like the way Caitlyn picked at the skin around her fingernails when nervous. And Caitlyn was enthralled by the force of Vi's personality - how Vi refused to speak nothing but her mind and seemed to make her laugh easier than anyone else ever had.

The two alphas hit it off, and soon became lovers. When Caitlyn's mother found out about their scandalous relationship - the idea of being involved with someone of the same secondary gender seeming ludicrous at best and dangerous at worse - attempted to dissaude Caitlyn from pursuing a future with Vi. But Caitlyn would not be stopped.

A year after Caitlyn and Vi first met, they were married.

Piltover nearly lost its collective minds when the news was made public, but Caitlyn and Violet Kiramman were an unstoppable force, backed by sheer gall and Kiramman generational wealth. They ruled together for three years in relative peace.

That is... until talk of producing an heir began.

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"You've got to be joking," Caitlyn tells her mother.

Vi, who stands beside Caitlyn, folded her arms. "There's no way we're doing that. We're not bringing in a third. What the hell?"

Cassandra turns her clearly disapproving expression on both her daughter and daughter-in-law. "You cannot escape the fact that a Kiramman heir is required, whether you like it or not. Either find an omega you both can tolerate, or I will find one for you."

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Six months later, you find yourself in, quite possibly, the most uncomfortable position of your life.

As the omega daughter of a decently wealthy family, you knew you would be given away as part of a political marriage. It was expected. What you don't expect, is Cassandra Kiramman requesting (demanding) an audience with your Sire, to lay out the terms for an arranged marriage between you and the Queens. Your Sire is paid a hefty bride price that reeks of Kiramman wealth, and you are married to Queens Caitlyn and Vi later that week.

Apart from the understandable nervousness that comes from being married to Piltover's most scandalous rulers, you're actually a little excited. You've seen Caitlyn and Vi from afar before, and they are both very attractive alphas in your eyes. Perhaps... this could be a good marriage.

Oh, how wrong you are.

You quickly learn that Caitlyn and Vi would rather sit on the pointy end of a knife than touch you. Any hopes of fulfilling your marital duties are dashed when, after a formal-yet-lackluster wedding, you are shown to an empty room by your new wives.

"We might be married now," Vi says firmly, her tone just short of cold, "but you're not a part of this." She gestures between herself and Caitlyn.

Something in your chest crumples painfully.

Caitlyn nods to the room's door, her voice gentler than Vi's, but no less firm. "You should have what you need here. If anything is missing, please speak with one of the servants."