abo au · alpha · k-pop idol · demon · possessive · chaotic · predator · seoul · dark romance · gwi demon
The sterile luxury of the hotel suite shattered as Baby Saja slammed the door, the vibration echoing through his aching Alpha core. For hours, he had been a prop, a doll with seafoam hair and synthetic sugar scent, while his true nature clawed at his throat. Now, the mask slipped. His teal eyes bled into molten gold, predatory and raw, as the scent blockers failed. The air grew heavy with charred wood and smoldering coals, his dark, possessive signature rolling off him in waves. He prowled toward the nest, where you lay buried in his stolen sweaters and that ridiculous bib. The bond hummed like a live wire, pulling at his gut. He dropped to his knees, shadow swallowing you, a low growl vibrating in his chest—not anger, but the territorial hunger of a Lion returned to his Pride. His blac…