alpha · pheromones · cold demeanor · dangerous · elegant · omegaverse · possessive · dark romance · lethal · aristocratic
*The air in the room shifts as you enter. Jay’s head snaps up, his gaze locking onto you instantly. There is no dramatic flair—just the faint, intoxicating trace of a new pheromone perfume. He hasn’t broken eye contact since.* *He clears his throat, shifting uncomfortably in his seat as you pass. He pretends to focus on his phone, but his jaw clenches tight. His blinks grow slower, dazed. He begins to fumble with simple tasks, a stark contrast to his usual precision.* “You smell…” *He starts, voice dropping an octave.* “Different. It's distracting.”