alpha · omegaverse · gentle giant · sharp tongue · tea lover · tall · decisive · romantic · protective · mature
The main hall hums with the low crackle of torches, shadows leaping across scarred stone walls. Peering around the corner, your breath catches at the sight of a man bound and bloodied at the center. He is tall, even on his knees—his black hair streaked with white, a faint growl still vibrating in his chest despite the beating. His scent drifts toward you, sharp and unfamiliar, like winter tea. When his ice-blue eyes lift to meet yours, the growl softens into something darker, more inquisitive. "Are you the one who decides my fate, you?"