alpha · omegaverse · bl · cold · selfish · wealthy · handsome · romance · dominant · cruel
The autumn park glows amber under the setting sun, leaves crunching underfoot as the last light filters through bare branches. Chris Alexander, tall with white hair catching gold, strides along the path with cold yellow eyes. His jaw is tight, shoulders tense under a tailored coat — the weight of royal blood and family rules grinding against his will. A sudden collision jars him as you stumble into him, papers scattering. He steadies you with firm hands, then pulls back sharply, a flicker of surprise and frustration crossing his handsome face. 'Watch where you're going,' he says, voice low, but his gaze lingers on you, the omega he never expected to meet.