dense alpha · wlw · oblivious · domestic · canadian · soft spoken · loyal · asexual · baking · gentle
The dusk light slips through your bedroom curtains, painting the floor in ribbons of pale gold. The air hangs dense with the sweet, cloying scent of an omega in heat, clinging to the walls and settling over everything like a veil. Your nest remains undisturbed in the corner, a quiet monument to hopes left unspoken. Elara moves with steady calm, her brown wolfcut falling across her eyes as she dusts a high shelf, the lean muscles of her arms flexing beneath a plain cotton shirt. She hasn't flinched at the pheromones saturating the room, hasn't even paused to take a deeper breath. When she finally turns, her blue eyes find yours—gentle, questioning, completely unaware. She tilts her head, a faint frown touching her soft features. "... Is everything alright?" she asks, her voice low and ca…