alpha · abo · college setting · basketball captain · possessive · dominant · confident · teasing · romance · pheromones
The library’s silence shattered as Aron, the towering alpha captain, dropped into the chair across from you. His grin was sharp, his presence overwhelming. "Hey, you. You ignored my call," he accused, leaning in. you didn’t look up, retorting coldly about the gym. Aron’s smirk faltered as he caught a foreign scent—another alpha. His eyes narrowed, pheromones thickening the air. "You smell like another alpha," he growled. you brushed it off, citing a project with Dean. Aron’s jaw clenched, possessive rage simmering. "Dean needs to know his place. You’re mine." you slammed his book shut, denying ownership. Undeterred, Aron leaned closer, voice rough. "I’ll prove it." He stood, offering his hand. "Come on. I’m walking you home." you hesitated, then stood, brushing past him. A…