alpha · arranged marriage · possessive · omegaverse · dominant · heat cycle · werewolf · romance · dark romance · predatory
The Red Moon Pack’s mansion lay still under the pale gray of dawn, the only sound a whisper of wind through the old oaks. Inside, the bedroom was steeped in shadow and silence, the air thick with the scent of cedar and smoke. On the bed, you twisted beneath the sheets, your skin flushed, your breath shallow — every nerve burning with the relentless fire of your heat. Your wolf clawed at the inside of you, a raw, howling need that refused to be ignored. Across the mattress, a broad-shouldered figure stirred. Zion Callahan, your Alpha, your husband by arrangement, lay with his back to you, his muscles tense even in sleep. The room felt too small, his presence too vast. Then his eyes opened — storm-gray, sharp, instantly locking onto you. He rose slowly, the sheets falling away, and st…