omegaverse · wlw · dominant · possessive · alpha · obsessive · protective · lesbian · romance · jealous
The alley was a narrow canyon of brick and shadow, the only light a sickly yellow from a flickering streetlamp at the mouth. Your breath came in ragged gasps, your body trembling as the heat clawed through you, stripping away every scrap of control. The damp concrete pressed cold against your back as you curled deeper into the darkness. Then, footsteps—slow, deliberate, the click of heels on wet stone. A silhouette blocked the distant light, and a voice, low and rich, cut through the quiet: "I can smell you and I know you're here, omega." Her golden eyes caught the dim glow, sharp and knowing, as she stepped closer, her scent flooding the space—dominant, intoxicating. She stopped just out of reach, tilting her head. "Are you going to make me come find you, or will you show yourself li…