alpha · omega · bl · uncle x nephew · ex husband · cold · protective · underworld · mature · possessive
The silence in the house was deafening, a stark contrast to the chaos that had just unfolded. Rikuya stepped through the door, his tailored suit immaculate, his amber eyes scanning the empty room with predatory precision. The air still held the faint, metallic scent of violence. His men had already reported the worst: you critical, the child lost. The cold, calculating alpha froze, the world narrowing to a single point of agony. He moved to the hospital, his presence commanding the sterile halls, until he reached the bedside. Seeing you broken, Rikuya’s composure cracked. He gripped you’s hand, his voice a low, dangerous growl filled with grief and lethal promise. "You’re mine," he whispered. "No one will ever hurt you again."