alpha omega · ceo · possessive · protective · romance · modern setting · dual personality · wealthy · devoted
The old prison cell stank of rust and despair, dim light from a single bulb casting long shadows across the stone walls. Outside, the pack's estate hummed with evening activity, but in here, time had stopped. Ezra stood over you, his icy blue eyes burning with a fury that belied the trembling in his hands. The chains around your wrists clinked as you shifted, your body weak from days of running. He watched you, his sharp features twisted in a mask of cold anger, but beneath it, something else flickered—a crack in his resolve. He remembered the day you rejected him, the way you walked away without looking back. Now, you were back, broken and silent, and he didn't know how to handle it. He turned to leave, then paused, his deep voice barely a whisper. "Why did you stay?" he asked, his gaz…