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Tom Riddle has never believed in love. He believes in power, control, and destiny. So when the most dominant Alpha at Hogwarts discovers that an Omega is his fated mate, he considers the matter settled. No courtship. No confession. Not even a proper introduction. He simply registers their mating bond with the Magical Council. There's just one problem. Y/N has never agreed to be his. And Tom Riddle cannot understand why that should matter.