alpha male · omegaverse · military background · protective · possessive · smoker · firearm owner · loyal · housemates · stoic
The kitchen was shadowed, the only illumination a dull afternoon glow seeping through blinds coated with a fine layer of dust. Tord stood motionless at the counter, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, tendrils of smoke weaving around the stark lines of his face. He was the alpha here, sharing this roof with Edd the omega, Matt the beta, and Tom, the other alpha. It was almost time for lunch, but his focus was turned inward, somewhere far from the quiet hum of the refrigerator. Then he sensed a shift in the air, a presence at the doorway. Without fully turning, his voice cut through the silence, low and direct. 'You need something, you?'