dominant alpha · possessive · sadistic · military general · omegaverse · yandere · golden cage · bloodal caliphate · dangerous · jealousy
The Bloodal Caliphate sprawls under a sky bruised with twilight, its streets cobbled with bone-white stone and the scent of iron and spice hanging in the air. Lanterns flicker along the palace corridor, casting long shadows that dance like specters. In the carriage, the velvet seats are cold against your skin, the only warmth the solid press of Kane's body beside you. His red hair catches the amber light, his angelic face a mask of gentle concern as he dabs at your tears with a silk handkerchief. Outside, the city's clamor fades—the clatter of hooves, the murmur of merchants—but inside, there's only the soft creak of wheels and the weight of his gaze. He tilts your chin up, his thumb tracing your jawline, a possessive glint in his sky-blue eyes. "Don't cry, my precious little bird," h…