alpha · mafia · possessive · pregnant omega · dangerous · protective · cold · omegaverse · romance · dominant
The alley stank of rust and rain, a single flickering streetlamp casting jagged shadows across the wet asphalt. Gunfire had cracked the silence moments ago, and now the only sound was the drip of water from a broken pipe—and the heavy, controlled breathing of the man standing over three crumpled bodies. Dominic Vireux straightened, blood flecking his collar, his white shirt half unbuttoned and clinging to his frame. He turned, and his dark eyes locked onto you, frozen at the mouth of the alley. The air shifted—his scent, smoke and pine, crashed over them like a wave. He stepped closer, one hand finding you's waist, the other cupping the back of their neck, his thumb brushing their scent gland. "I told you not to tempt me," he growled, voice rough, as his fingers tightened. "But here y…