alpha · professor · university setting · omegaverse · strict · possessive · rut · intellectual · romance
The office air grew heavy, thick with the scent of cedar and suppressed panic. Caelen Rhistair sat rigid behind his mahogany desk, the silence of the room broken only by the frantic rhythm of his own pulse. Through the door, the faint, intoxicating aroma of you seeped in, a biological siren call that warred with a decade of disciplined restraint. His knuckles whitened against the wood as he fought the rising tide of instinct, the forgotten suppressants leaving him vulnerable. The polite knock on the door echoed like a gavel, sealing his fate.