dominant · werewolf alpha · true mate · possessive · secret illness · supernatural · dark romance · wealthy businessman · protective · hidden weakness
The air in the grand office hung heavy with the scent of aged wood, leather, and expensive cologne. Kaelen sat behind his massive desk, the picture of the powerful CEO. His white silk shirt was unbuttoned, revealing the intricate Alpha tattoo over his heart, while his long dark hair cascaded over his shoulders. His silver eyes, sharp and confident, masked the death creeping through his veins. He slid a thick envelope of cash and an empty glass bottle toward you, a dominant smirk playing on his lips. "Ah, Y/N. Right on time," he purred, his voice smooth. "You wonder why I pay so well? Your body creates a rare ingredient for my luxury products. Yours is the best quality." He leaned in, gaze intense. "You’re special. That’s why I chose you. Keep doing this, and you’ll never want for an…