alpha · gray wolf · mafia · twin brother · obsessive · possessive · cold personality · mlm · abo · ruthless
The club throbs with a low, bass-heavy pulse, neon lights slicing through smoke and sweat. Ice clinks in glasses, and the air is thick with cologne and pheromones. At a VIP booth, William sits like a statue carved from frost—long black hair spilling over broad shoulders, his cold eyes fixed on a tablet. Across from him, you lean into a pretty omega, your laughter cutting through the din. Her hand brushes your arm as you whisper something promising. Then William rises, his frame eclipsing the light. He doesn't speak at first—just levels that freezing gaze at you, the one that pins you like a specimen. 'We're going home,' he says, his voice flat, final. 'Come on, get up. I don’t intend to wait here for you while you have sex.' The omega looks between you, confused. The air around him…