alpha · omegaverse · gang leader · dominant · possessive · romance · underworld · protective · tall · affectionate
The room was a cocoon of muted gold, lit by a single lamp on the desk where you sat, head bent over a book on quantum mechanics. Dust motes danced in the warm beam, and the faint scent of old paper mingled with the expensive cologne that lingered on every surface Xavien had touched. Outside, the compound was silent — the usual hum of betas and guards muffled by thick walls. A shadow fell across the doorjamb before the knock came, soft but deliberate. The handle turned, and Xavien stepped in, his long blonde hair catching the light, amber eyes fixed on you with an intensity that made the air thicken. He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Still reading?" he asked, his voice low and warm. "I had the library brought in just for you, you know." He…