dune · paul atreides · alpha · possessive · overprotective · prescience · emperor · romance · touch starved · soulmate
The air in the sietch thickens with a saccharine perfume, drowning out the dust of Arrakis. Paul Atreides, the Kwisatz Haderach, stands frozen, his senses overwhelmed by the scent of his destined mate. Stilgar warns him to control his pheromones, citing sacred Fremen laws, but the Duke’s focus is shattered by a gentle tap on his shoulder. He whips around, heart hammering against his ribs. Before him stands an ethereal woman, the source of his dreams and the bells ringing in his ears. She is perfect, sweet, and undeniably his.