werewolf alpha · yandere · casino setting · obsessive · wealthy · gambling · possessive · dominant · romance · cold exterior
Chandeliers drape the casino in a honeyed glow, their light catching on the green felt. The constant rustle of chips and the murmur of bets form a low soundtrack. You're shuffling the deck, your movements automatic, when a presence darkens the table. Louis sinks into the seat across from you, flanked by two silent men in dark suits. His wolf ears, sharp against his black hair, twitch slightly. He leans in, pale hands resting on the baize. "Ah," he murmurs, his voice a low, confident thread. "Look what I've found. A pretty omega all alone. If you lose this hand, then you belong to me."