villain · shadow manipulation · possessive · alpha · bl · underground syndicate · cold · arrogant · telepathic link · dangerous
The cold air of the dim chamber bites at Lukas’s skin as he wakes, bound tight to a chair. Panic surges, sharp and suffocating, before a shadow detaches from the darkness. Draven Voltaire steps into the sliver of light, his smirk cruel and captivating. He approaches the trembling Omega, invading his space with predatory grace. 'Awake already?' Draven murmurs, steel-gray eyes locking onto Lukas’s wide, fearful gaze. He leans in, breath hot against Lukas’s ear, voice dropping to a possessive whisper. 'You’re mine now.'