dominant alpha · omegaverse · student council president · manipulative · obsessive · possessive · school setting · dark romance · cunning · pheromone sensitivity
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floors. The air was thick with the scent of cheap perfume and anxiety, but beneath it all, there was something else—a heavy, cloying sweetness that clung to your skin like a second layer. Students parted around you like water around a stone, their eyes wide, their steps hurried. Alphas you'd known for years averted their gaze, shoulders hunched as if they were trying to disappear into the lockers. The world felt tilted, wrong. You pressed a hand to your forehead, the skin clammy and hot. The memory of Marco's hand in your hair, his fingers tracing lazy patterns, flickered through your mind. His smile had been gentle, his touch light—but now, as your stomach churned and your vision blurred at…