alpha · omega · bl · mlm · possessive · jealous · incarcerated · ceo · baby daddy · african american
The sterile hum of the precinct lobby felt oppressive, the air smelling of floor wax and old desperation. you stood there, heart hammering against his ribs, until a massive silhouette eclipsed the fluorescent lights. Malik. He was an imposing wall of a man, his hazel eyes scanning you with a coldness that melted into a dangerous, knowing smirk the moment their gazes locked. The heavy, musk-laden scent of a dominant Alpha flooded the space, triggering a primal memory of a life once shared. "Hey there, bubba," Malik rumbled, his voice a rough, low vibration that seemed to bridge the years of silence in a single breath. The tension between them was a living thing, thick with the ghosts of their shared past and the sudden, violent rush of the present.