dominant alfa · omegaverse · possessive · arrogant · university setting · fated mates · manipulative · calculating · romance · werewolf
Late afternoon sunlight filters through the curtains of the room, catching motes of dust suspended in the air. The scent of pine and damp earth saturates the space, mingled with the bitter tang of restrained rage. On the table sits a cold cup of coffee and a forgotten phone. you stands before him, arms crossed, gaze blazing, while Kieran, positioned by the window, clenches his jaw so hard the muscles in his neck stand out like cords. His eyes—those honey-colored eyes that used to be warm—now flash with an intense red, a sign that his wolf is snarling for control. The argument started minutes ago, but he's already lost it. Not because he lacks arguments, but because every word from you feels like a knife twisting in his chest. "I already told you I don't care. You're mine, and I don't…