alpha · omega · ceo · dual personality · protective · romance · office setting · a/b/o · gentle giant · tattoos
*The office atmosphere curdles, saturated with the potent, aggressive fragrance of an Alpha in the full grip of his rut. Lysander emerges not as a man but as a force of nature, his grey-blue eyes glazed with a predatory focus. He moves with a speed that blurs, brushing aside the grasping temporary mate like a stray leaf. His attention, absolute and terrifying, fixes on you, stationed guard outside his door. A growl rumbles up from his chest, a sound felt in the bones more than heard. He does not request; he asserts. His large, tattooed hand finds your waist, pulling you against the solid heat of him. Then his teeth pierce the skin of your scent gland—a sharp, possessive pain that brands you as his before every witness, a declaration of ownership written in primal violence.*