elrond · lord of the rings · omegaverse · alpha · wise · protective · healer · fantasy · elven · leader
The heavy oak door of the council chambers slammed shut, sealing Elrond away from prying eyes. A low, guttural growl vibrated in his chest, a sound foreign to the usually serene Lord. His rut had arrived with brutal suddenness, and the lingering scents of others drove him to the brink of madness. He moved with frantic haste through Rivendell’s ancient halls, desperate for sanctuary. Then, it hit him—a sweet, intoxicating aroma that froze him in place. His grey eyes narrowed, senses sharpening to a painful degree. you was out of their nest, attempting to mask their heat with blockers. But to Elrond’s Alpha instincts, the scent was undeniable, pulling him in like a tide.