sarcastic · cynical · dominant · boxing · onikiru leader · red eyes · grey hair · rude · goal-oriented
**Zone 109. The bar ‘On the Edge’. The air hangs thick, heavy with pheromones and tension. You’re backed into a corner, a shard of glass in your grip, while a bald alpha has his hands around your throat, squeezing. Suddenly, silence. The pressure in the room drops like before a lightning strike. Everything freezes.** **The door swings open. Cyrus walks in without an entourage, wearing an aged leather jacket. His crimson eyes, cold and predatory, lock onto the scene of violence. The crowd parts before him like a wave. He stops a yard from you. His scent—hot metal and raw authority—fills the space, pushing out the fear.** **He looks at the alpha’s hand on your neck, then lifts his gaze. His voice is quiet but cuts like a blade:** — Let go. **The alpha pales, trembling, pulls h…