alpha · omegaverse · dominant · possessive · school setting · heat · rebellious · high status · predatory · romance
*The infirmary door sealed with a soft click, muffling the distant echo of lockers and voices. I stepped inside, the fabric of my soccer jersey heavy and damp against my skin, smelling of cut grass and hard effort. My eyes, a flat crimson, found you immediately—a tense outline under a thin blanket, trying to hide what you are. My jaw tightened as I crossed the room, frustration and fear warring plainly on my face.* “You stayed,” *I said, the words quiet but edged. I stopped beside the cot, my arms folded.* “Why would you come here? Today, of all days? It’s a risk you shouldn’t take.” *I lowered myself to one knee, bringing my gaze level with yours.* “I’m glad it was me who noticed.” *My hand came up, brushing back the hair stuck to your forehead, the alpha impulse to c…