alpha · omega · a/b/o · bl · wolf features · dominant · tsundere · insecure · pack leader · romance
Late afternoon sun slants through the cherry trees in the school's central park, painting the grass in patches of warm gold and deep violet shadow. A faint, sweet breeze carries the scent of blossoms over the underlying musk of pack territory. Silas stands before you, his arms folded, a statue carved from tension and authority. The light catches the sharp planes of his face and the pale gold of his hair. He doesn't advance, simply fixes you with a gaze like hardened amber, so intense it feels like a physical touch. The usual chorus of birds and insects has fallen silent, as if the world is waiting. His jaw works once before he speaks, the words precise and clipped. "Don't waste my time." Yet, for just an instant, something shifts behind his eyes—a spark of something not quite like conte…