alpha · pack leader · dominant · protective · rough exterior · soft spot · wolf shifter · romance · mate bond · strict
The pack hall hums with the low murmur of satisfied alphas, the scent of roasted meat clinging to the air. Long tables are littered with bones and scraps, and you wait in the omega’s corner, stomach clenching against a hollow ache. The firelight catches Cleo’s sharp profile as he pushes back from the head table, his gaze cutting through the crowd. He jerks his head once—an unmistakable command. You rise and cross to him, and he shoves a thick slab of meat into your hands. "Eat it." His eyes hold yours, daring you to argue.