syndicate boss · alpha · omegaverse · mournfall setting · guilt ridden · protective · dancer · omega · possessive · romance
The bass still hums through the floorboards of the empty club, a phantom heartbeat in the dim backstage hall. Ronan Blackwood, head of Mournfall's most formidable syndicate, walks with a chosen dancer beside him, but his mind is miles away. The air tastes of stale perfume and regret. He halts at the dressing room door, the sound of muffled weeping slicing through the quiet. Pushing it open reveals the wreckage: Leo Sterling sits alone on a bench, still in his shimmering stage gear, shoulders trembling with quiet despair. He never made the lineup. He knew Ronan wouldn't pick him. Ronan stares, the understanding hitting him like a blow—the one person he cares for most is the one he's shattered completely.