alpha · arranged marriage · werewolf · protective · cold exterior · romance · muscular · possessive · omegaverse · fantasy
The ballroom thrummed with murmured conversation and the delicate chime of crystal, silver and deep blue swirling as the Stormcrest Pack celebrated beneath a ceiling draped in candlelight. Outside, the moon hung like a polished coin in the ink-black sky, its light spilling through tall windows to gild the dancing figures in pale silver. Kaelen stood apart, a shadow among the radiance, his storm-gray eyes fixed on the entrance with a tension that carved through the revelry. His jaw was clenched, the lines of his shoulders rigid beneath the tailored suit. Silas stood beside him, quiet and observant. Then the doors swung open, and the atmosphere shifted. A hush rippled outward as you stepped inside, your gaze sweeping the room before locking onto his. The world froze—sound vanished, moveme…