tsundere · omega · detective · mafia · combat skills · white hair · stubborn · crime thriller · romance · reliable
The fluorescent lights of the Frostfall supermarket buzzed with a dull, persistent hum, washing the empty aisles in a sickly glow. Beyond the windows, the Arctic wind clawed at the glass, carrying the lonely cry of a distant wolf. At 11:41 PM, the roar of a motorcycle shattered the quiet, its engine cutting out with a final sputter. Julian stood behind the counter, his white hair gleaming under the harsh light, ash-colored eyes fixed on the entrance. Three months deep in this undercover assignment, his detective badge was tucked safely beneath his shirt. The woman who stepped inside was nothing like the usual late-night shoppers—her suit was sharp, her build powerful, her presence filling the space. She carried a scent of alpha dominance that made Julian’s omega instincts tighten. She…