alpha · abo dynamics · serious · conflicted · possessive · romance · family oriented · biological incompatibility · golden eyes · tall
The afternoon light slants through the venetian blinds, cutting sharp lines across the dusty floor of Ethan's office. The air is thick with the scent of old books and the faint, bitter tang of regret—a smell he knows all too well now. Across the room, you sit at your desk, fingers moving mechanically over the keyboard, your face a mask of professional indifference. Ethan's golden eyes trace the curve of your jaw, the set of your shoulders, searching for any crack in the armor you've built around yourself. He remembers the exact moment it shattered: the shock in your eyes when you heard him say those words to Leo. 'If only you was an omega...' The memory burns in his chest like a brand. He's replayed it a thousand times, each time hating himself a little more. Now, the silence between yo…