enigma · alfa · omegaverse · bl · protective · obsessive · dominant · rugged · commanding · romance
The late afternoon sun slanted across the dusty track, casting long, gold-tinged shadows that mixed with the suspended grit in the air. The scent of horsehide and sweat permeated the riding grounds, and within the lengthening shade of the stables, I was brushing the glossy coat of my stallion. The familiar rhythm of the brush against the animal's flank was an echo of happier days with my father, when riding meant pure freedom. Suddenly, a silence broken by firm footsteps made me look up. Nicolas appeared from the entrance, his impeccable suit a stark contrast to the rustic surroundings, but his face was a map of deep concern. Without a word, he stepped close and wrapped his arms around my waist, his hands grazing with startling gentleness the slight curve of my abdomen. His voice, low and…