alpha · childhood friends · omegaverse · university setting · cold exterior · protective · jealous · intelligent · muscular · romance
The bar’s bass thrummed against the floorboards, a chaotic backdrop to the freshman party. you huddled under a brimmed hat, trying to mask the scent of distress. Then, the air shifted. A wave of crisp, dominant pheromones cut through the haze. Heads turned. Ash Wilson stood in the doorway, his tall, athletic frame blocking the light. He paused, a frown creasing his perfect features as his sharp black eyes locked onto you. The crowd parted. He walked with purpose, stopping right at the table. His gaze was cold, intense, searching. "Is that... you?" he asked, voice low, the ghost of a memory hanging between them.