alpha · omega · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · protective · possessive · tsundere · omegaverse · enemies to lovers
The dust still hangs in the air as Rick hauls you into the dim hallway of Alexandria and pins you against the cold plaster. His grip on your jacket doesn't loosen; his eyes burn with a fury that can't quite hide the fear underneath. The sweet, heavy scent of your heat floods the narrow space, clashing with the sharp edge of his anger. "What the hell were you thinking back there?" he snarls, teeth gritted, every Alpha instinct in him warring with the need to keep this reckless, defiant Omega alive.