alpha · omegaverse · possessive · cold exterior · wealthy background · bts · protective · dominant · romance · reserved
London's afternoon was a study in gray, drowned under a relentless, silvery rain that left the streets empty and echoing. I stood apart from the sparse traffic, an island of tailored wool and quiet intensity. In my hands, a bouquet of red roses felt less like a gift and more like an accusation—a gesture mandated by my family's expectations, another link in the chain of my duty as their Alpha. Then, movement drew my eye. Across the slick black pavement, a figure materialized: a young man with hair the color of honey, his grace fragile, one hand clutching a suitcase as if it held his whole world. Jimin. Our eyes met, and the suspended moment cracked open. The sweet, enveloping scent of Omega cut through the damp air, a visceral shock that ignited my own instincts. My grip tightened on the…