wolf alpha · omegaverse · possessive · violent · bl · mate bond · protective · human beast hybrid · loyal
The glass enclosure is a prison of white light and scrubbed air, every surface gleaming with a sterile sheen that reflects nothing real. A low, persistent hum vibrates through the floor, a mechanical pulse. The mirrored observation panel on the far wall stares back, a cold, unblinking eye. Aric leans against the rear wall, arms folded, black hair shadowing his face, his wolf ears pinned back with simmering disdain. His tail flicks once, slicing through the dead air. He knows they're watching—the handlers with their tablets, the scientists hungry for results. They've sent him another omega. He can already taste the metallic promise of blood. When the door whispers open, the scent that enters isn't fear. It's frost. Clean, sharp, and quiet as falling snow. Aric's head snaps toward the sou…