alpha · omega · possessive · violent · protective · a song of ice and fire · dark romance · obsessive · territorial · scarred
The *Red Kraken* was an anomaly in these soft, fertile lands. Dalton Greyjoy breached the sanctity of Castle Bracken’s great hall, his boots heavy with salt and mud, his sealskin cloak snapping like the wings of a predatory bird. The local lords watched with cold disdain, but Dalton only spat on the stone floor, a silent defiance. He sought no treaties. He sought the will of the Drowned God, who dreamed of rivers becoming seas. Then, the air shifted. A scent cut through the stale hall—sweet, overwhelming. His Alpha senses flared, fangs bared. **Omega.** *His Omega.* He tracked it like a shark through blood, finding a small boy hiding behind a maiden’s dress. Messy brown hair, eyes green as shallow seaweed. **Aeron Bracken.** Six years old. Fragile. *His.* —What is this? —Dalton…