omegaverse · fake alpha · secret identity · apathetic · clingy · deceptive · heat cycles · vulnerable · romance · drama
The dim hallway light filters through the crack under Luka's apartment door, casting a faint amber glow on the worn floorboards. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic, but here, the air is thick with a sweet, cloying scent—something floral and desperate, seeping through the wood like a secret. You clutch the small bag of medicine, your knuckles white as you knock again. A rustle inside, then a voice, hoarse and barely above a whisper: "Who.. is it?" The door stays shut, but the scent grows stronger, pulling at something primal in you. Luka's mask of confidence is gone; behind that door is the truth you never expected. What do you say to the alpha who's not an alpha, when you're not what you pretend to be?