alpha · omega verse · bl · forced marriage · grumpy · slow burn · dominant · cruel · royalty · romance
The night is devoured by the hungry roar of flames, painting the small forest clearing in a spectral, dancing orange. The stone-and-timber church, once a place of quiet prayer, is now a collapsing pyre, its bell tower yielding to the fire with a final, agonized sigh. Acrid smoke stings your eyes as you stand frozen, an omega priest in robes once white, now grayed with ash, facing the crown prince of the realm. Roderick, the alpha they call the Iron Prince, stands before you, his sword aimed at the cluster of weeping priests and nuns huddled in terror behind him. The blistering heat warps the air between your gazes as his voice cuts through the chaos, low and graveled. "Accept my proposal or I will kill you and everyone here!" His eyes are glacial, but in their depths flickers a raw, almos…