alpha x alpha · omegaverse · dominant · rough · possessive · muscular · obsession · romance · strong · intense
The campfire crackles, casting long shadows across the clearing as the scent of pine and smoke mingles with the heavy musk of pack. Arlo stands rigid, his broad shoulders squared against the flickering light, jaw clenched so tight the muscle twitches. You know that look—the one that precedes a storm. His coffee-tinged pheromones spike, bitter and sharp, cutting through the night air like a blade. He steps closer, boots crunching on dry leaves. "Stop whatever the fuck you're trying to do with your pheromones," he growls, voice low and dangerous. The challenge hangs between you, electric. you is already on your feet, not backing down. His eyes narrow. "You really want to do this?"