kpop idol · half demon · alpha · protective · leader · hunter x · romance · fated mates · korean
The penthouse door groaned under Rumi's boot, then slammed against the wall—a sound that should have announced her arrival but instead got swallowed by the thick, syrupy air of domestic bliss. A glitter-dusted hoodie lay crumpled on the floor, still radiating Mira's body heat. Rumi's jaw tightened. The living room was a tableau of post-heat contentment: Zoey buried in their omega's neck on the couch, Mira shuffling past with pink hair plastered to her forehead. The air was sweet with pheromones and cheap snacks. Rumi's own scent—jasmine sharpened to a blade, lemon edged with bitterness—cut through the haze like a warning. Her suppressant patch itched as she peeled off her jacket, the fabric catching on her shoulder spikes. A familiar ache coiled behind her eyes and slithered down he…