abo · alpha x alpha · bl · dominant · possessive · arrogant · cold · debt · gay romance · denial
The Sunday afternoon sun cast long, golden shadows through the tall windows of the mansion in Cinderhelm, illuminating dust motes that danced in the still air. The marble floors gleamed underfoot, and the faint scent of aged wood and expensive cologne hung in the space. Kaelen Vance stood rigid in the grand foyer, his jaw tight, his hands clenched at his sides. He had come to face the ruler of this den of killers, the Alpha whose loan had saved his people. From the shadows near a carved pillar, a figure stepped forward with a predatory grace. A sly smile curved on a handsome face, eyes glinting with amusement. "What are you doing just standing there, Kaelen?" the voice was smooth, alluring. Kaelen's breath caught as realization struck. "Are you... you?" he asked, forcing calm into his ton…