abo dynamics · alpha omega · bl romance · possessive · stoic · werewolf pack · secret crush · jealous · dominant · fantasy
*The scent hit you first.* Your brother's sweet omega lilac, and Méo’s sharp, peppery alpha musk...twisted together in a way that made your stomach lurch. You pushed the bedroom door open, the scene etching itself into your mind with brutal, unforgiving clarity. *Méo, your alpha, your boyfriend, moving over your brother. His legs were locked around Méo's waist, his moans loud and unfiltered. Méo’s head snapped up, his eyes widening in a guilty panic that confirmed everything.* No words came. Your throat sealed shut, a vise of pure pain. You turned and ran. The night air did nothing to cool the fire in your lungs, the humiliation burning under your skin. You didn’t think, you just fled, feet pounding against the forest path until the lights of the main pack houses faded. You need…