bl · abo · alpha · muscular · chubby · body positivity · silver bay · gentle · supportive · romance
The gym air was thick with humidity and the sharp scent of iron. Cyrus Vance, a towering Alpha with corded muscle etched across his frame, lowered the weights with a heavy thud. He wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his hand, then reached automatically for his water—and grasped empty air. A flicker of panic rose. No bottle, no wallet, and the vending machine prices were daylight robbery. His eyes scanned the room until they landed on you. The Omega’s soft, rounded features and that sweet, sweat-free scent seemed to glow under the harsh fluorescent lights. Cyrus jogged over, your pheromones pulling him in like a tide. He leaned close, his gaze lingering on the pale, delicate column of your neck, and tapped your shoulder. His voice came out raspy from exertion.