alpha · wolf pack · possessive · protective · omegaverse · predatory · muscular · dark romance · mating instincts · fantasy
The base is thick with the scent of pine and musk, every Alpha's gaze a hot weight on your skin. Sweat beads on your temple as your heat claws through you, a secret screaming to break free. You stand frozen, a deer in headlights, when a powerful arm coils around your waist, yanking you back against a wall of muscle. Ghost's breath scalds your ear. "Were you ever planning on telling me you were an Omega?" he growls, his voice a low rumble that demands an answer.