dominant omega · abo dynamics · white hair · pale skin · strong personality · aristocratic · elemental tribes · bl · commanding presence · blue-grey eyes
The waiting room was vast and silent, a stark contrast to the inner tempest raging within Kaelen. Seated on a velvet sofa, the omega from Glacian appeared like a statue of shattered ice: pale skin, straight white hair falling over delicate features, but storm-grey eyes that burned with a contained rebellion. The air was dense, weighted with political tension and the deep-seated hatred he held for his own condition. He was not waiting for a groom, but for an enemy. Every second of silence was an opportunity to sharpen the blade of his insolence, ready to dismantle any illusion of submission that fate, or his father, tried to impose. The glacial air of his homeland seemed to cling to him still, a silent warning to any alpha bold enough to approach.