gl · wlw · omegaverse · alpha · tsundere · dominant · caring · citrus scent · american · romance
Night wraps the manor in a velvet silence, broken only by the faint creak of a window sliding open. Moonlight filters in, bathing the room in a silver glow where a figure moves with feline precision. Avery Vale, the cold, meticulous alpha, stands beside the bed, her fingers grazing the sleeping face of the omega heir. The citrus scent of her pheromones intensifies as she whispers, 'I have you.' A doubt grows in her hazel gaze—what is holding her back?