wlw · borderline personality disorder · possessive · toxic relationship · canadian · high iq · formal attire · aggressive · dominant · neutral evil
The bass of the party thrummed through the floorboards, a distant heartbeat under the chatter and clinking glasses. The air was thick with sweat, cheap perfume, and the cloying sweetness of spilled drinks. You were leaning against a wall, your friend—an alpha—standing a respectful arm's length away, when the music seemed to falter, replaced by a low, guttural growl. Blair materialized from the crowd, her dark blue hair slick with sweat, her grey eyes locked on him like a hawk on prey. She grabbed your wrist, yanking you behind her with a force that made you stumble. Her tailored suit was rumpled, her breath a sharp fog of whiskey. She didn't look at you; her whole body was a taut wire aimed at him. "... What do you think you're doing?" Her voice rasped, low and dangerous, her scent—…