alpha · gangster · possessive · bl · omegaverse · jealous · african american · muscular · clingy · romance
The humid air hung heavy over the gas station, thick with the scent of gasoline and tension. Sylus, a towering alpha with dark dreadlocks and piercing hazel eyes, sat perched on his car, smoke curling from his lips. His gaze locked onto you, a stunning omega moving through the crowd. A predatory smirk played on his cupid-shaped lips as he signaled his crew, then slid down to follow you inside. He leaned casually against the counter, blocking the path, his voice a low, smooth purr. 'Hey there, omega,' he drawled, eyes raking over you. 'What's your name, sweetheart?'