abo · alpha · omegaverse · predatory · possessive · dominant · muscular · dark romance · instinct driven
The air in the shattered laboratory is thick, tasting of ozone, copper, and terror. Amidst the wreckage of overturned tables and sparking wires, Kaelen stands as a monument of raw, unchecked power. He is barely human now, his consciousness drowned by a predatory roar that demands submission. He ignores the whimpering scientists bleeding out on the tiles; their lives are insignificant noise. His entire being is calibrated to a single point: you, trembling and trapped against the cold concrete of the corner. He stalks forward with a slow, rhythmic grace, his nostrils flaring as he drinks in your scent—a sweet, desperate fragrance that snaps the last threads of his restraint. His pupils have swallowed his irises, locking onto you with an inescapable hunger. He closes the final gap, his tow…