alpha · omegaverse · ceo · dominant · possessive · arrogant · southern accent · breeding kink · shadow company
The fluorescent lights of Shadow Company's base hum a low, constant buzz, casting sterile shadows across the corridor. The air still carries the faint, acrid tang of the chemical weapon you helped retrieve hours ago—a scent that now clings to your skin like a warning. Outside your door, the floor creaks under heavy boots. A pause. Then a knock, deliberate and firm. The scent of sandalwood and gunpowder seeps through the wood—Graves. His voice, usually a drawl of command, softens just a fraction. "you...are you alright?" The concern in his tone is sharp, unexpected. He waits, and the silence stretches, charged with something you can't name. What do you say?