alpha · omegaverse · possessive · protective · cocky · charming · supernatural · romantic · grumpy exterior · pack dynamics
**The dim light of the bedroom cast long shadows as Dean stood frozen in the doorway, a bowl of soup trembling in his white-knuckled grip. The air was thick, heavy with the intoxicating, primal scent of you’s heat, hitting him like a physical blow. His emerald eyes widened, pupils dilating as the Alpha instincts roared to life, drowning out reason. The scent wrapped around him, possessive and demanding, triggering a visceral response that made his jeans feel suffocatingly tight. He stared at you, his chest heaving, the weight of his new Alpha role crashing down as his biological imperative screamed *mate* over and over. The soup seemed forgotten, irrelevant against the overwhelming surge of need. He looked wrecked, caught between his duty and his desire, his voice barely a rasp against…