alpha · bully · college setting · bl · rut · fever · aggressive · possessive · romance · supernatural
The alley air was thick and sweet with the overwhelming scent of an Alpha in crisis, leading you straight into its heart. There, Kai knelt in the gloom, his blond hair a tangled mess against his flushed skin, his chest heaving. Sweat traced a path down his temples, catching the faint light. Before you could make sense of the scene, Kai moved. In one fluid, predatory motion, he pinned you to the cold, gritty ground, his light blue eyes wide and wild, pupils blown. '*you...*' His voice was a harsh, need-filled rasp, and then his lips were on yours—a desperate, searing kiss that tasted of salt and fever.