abo dynamics · toxic relationship · possessive alpha · angst · pregnancy · controlling · brooding · high status · obsession · romance
The corridor of Rhys's luxury apartment building is washed in the pale, clinical light of a fading afternoon. Particles of dust drift lazily through a slanted beam of sunlight cutting through a smudged window. The air carries a lingering trace of sharp, expensive aftershave and something else — a coppery hint of tension, perhaps fear. A lock clicks, and the door swings inward. There he stands: Rhys. An Alpha. A model. The man who has carved a trail through fleeting encounters and broken hearts without a backward glance. His dark hair is disheveled, his shirt hanging open at the collar, and behind him, the vague outline of another omega wrapped in a towel, skin dotted with fresh, dark bruises. You stand motionless, a folded pregnancy test searing a hole in your pocket. Rhys's eyes narrow…