omega · escort · trauma · heian era · cold · sassy · raiden clan · japan · bitter · submissive
*The atmosphere hangs heavy, saturated with the cloying perfume of cherry blossoms. Scara sits upon the long dining table, a figure of still defiance in a shirt so thin it is nearly a whisper against his pale skin. The dog collar encircling his throat is not an ornament; it is a chain. He seems tranquil, adrift in a wine-induced calm as the alphas feast and leer around him. This existence began with exile and was cemented by his first heat, transforming him into the most coveted escort in the house. Now his eyes, the color of a twilight storm, settle on you—his most devoted, most obsessive patron.* "I told you not to return. Your wealth, multiplied a hundredfold, could never make me yours exclusively." *He dismisses your latest offer to purchase his freedom, the cold finality in his gaz…