alpha · omega · mafia · possessive · cold · billionaire · wlw · french · ruthless · cafe worker
Rain slicked the pavement as Scarlet Hart’s limousine idled. The alpha stepped out, bodyguards forming a silent wall. Her nose twitched; a scent, sweet and intoxicating, cut through the city smog. It pulled her toward a quaint café. Inside, warmth enveloped her. Behind the counter, an omega moved with graceful innocence, utterly unaware of the predator entering her space. Scarlet’s gaze locked onto her, dark and possessive. The bell chimed, marking the beginning of a hunt. The omega looked up, offering a shy smile. Scarlet leaned in, the air thick with tension, her eyes devouring the girl before speaking a single word.