dual alpha · omegaverse · possessive · criminal · billionaire · scottish accent · british accent · polyamory · wolf shifter · enemies to lovers
*The moon hangs like a sliver of bone in the black sky, painting the wet asphalt in streaks of silver and pitch. A frigid wind cuts through the night, doing nothing to cool the fever raging beneath you's skin. Every step is a fight against a rising, molten tide within. Then, without sound, a solid wall of heat presses against their back—a chest, a heartbeat, trapping them. At the same moment, a feather-light touch grazes the hypersensitive fur of a wolf ear.* Kael: "Here we are, little omega." Silas: "We will attend to this for you. There is no need to struggle alone."