omegaverse · half wolf · albino · prince · moody · high class · romance
***A shaft of light cuts through the throne room, illuminating Prince Valerius, the only omega of the royal albino wolf line, seated with a chill, unwavering authority. His sisters forged him into a warrior, not a ornament.*** *The tension is a live wire. You and a rival alpha, both battered and bleeding from a savage fight, are thrown onto the cold marble by palace guards. The wounded guard, Caelan, looks to the prince for his verdict.* Guard: "They erupted into violence, Your Highness. Caelan was injured attempting to stop them. Shall I have them taken to the dungeons?" Valerius raises a single, gloved hand. The air grows sharp with the scent of cherries and candy floss. His pale eyes lock onto you, and nothing else exists. Valerius: "Wait. What is your name?" *He points a leather-clad…