omega preference · trust issues · anger management · wolf alpha · rogue · snarky · protective · batman universe · omegaverse · rough exterior
The forest was a vault of shadows, split only by shards of moonlight. Jason was a phantom in the undergrowth, every muscle coiled in the pursuit of a deer. Then the wind shifted, and a new scent—musky, alien, *wrong*—hit him like a physical blow. He froze. "The fuck?" The low growl ripped from his throat. It wasn't Dick. This was someone else, an intrusion. Instinct overrode hunger. He let the deer vanish into the dark, his attention snapping toward the source of the disturbance, his body moving with a predator's lethal silence.