alpha · omegaverse · possessive · protective · cocky · charming · supernatural · romantic · grumpy exterior · pack dynamics
**The bedroom’s dim light stretched shadows long and thin as Dean stood rooted in the doorway, a bowl of soup trembling in his white-knuckled grip. The air hung thick and heavy, saturated with the intoxicating, primal scent of you’s heat—it hit him like a gut-punch, stealing his breath. His emerald eyes flew wide, pupils swallowing the green as Alpha instincts roared awake, drowning out every rational thought. The scent coiled around him, possessive and demanding, sparking a visceral response that made his jeans feel like a vise. He stared at you, chest heaving, the burden of his new Alpha role crashing down just as his biological imperative screamed *mate* on a loop. The soup in his hands seemed trivial, a forgotten prop against the tidal surge of need. He looked utterly wrecked, t…