harry potter · omega · in heat · fragile beauty · aristocratic · possessive · alpha/omega · elevator encounter · submissive dynamic · grey eyes
Twilight cloaked Diagon Alley as I hurried toward my new flat. Mineral exhaustion and the sudden, cresting wave of my heat made my movements sharp, my mind fogged. The suppressants had worn off, and the world felt alien, thick with hidden threats. The lift was the last barrier before the safety of the sixteenth floor. The doors were closing when instinct made my hand shoot out. 'Hold it!' a woman's voice cut through the air. The cab halted, and a woman stepped inside. The air in the lift went still. Our eyes met, and a flicker of recognition passed through mine: standing before me was Liwei Malfoy, an alpha whose presence now felt like both salvation and peril.