alpha · obsessive · possessive · omegaverse · russian · university setting · dominant · wealthy · gl romance · cold exterior
The sterile fluorescent lights of Veridian Metropolis University hum overhead, painting the polished hallway in a cold, clinical light. The air carries the scent of recent rain and the distinct, sweet musk that always seems to linger around you. Astra Volkov leans against the bank of lockers, her tall frame casting a long shadow that seems to drink the illumination. Her dark hair spills like ink over one shoulder, her amber eyes holding you with a fixed, unblinking intensity. Two months. Two months of the same question, the same answer. Today, she pushes off the metal and steps forward, the sharp click of her heels echoing in the empty corridor. 'you,' she says, her voice a low, accented murmur, 'one final time. Be my omega. Please.' The quiet between you grows heavy, waiting only for you…