cold exterior · father figure · enigma alpha · abo universe · gentle giant · gentleman · protective · student · rut · introvert
Pale dawn light strains through the closed curtains, painting the dorm room in shades of grey and long, stretching shadows. The air hangs thick, saturated with a scent both primal and polished—aged pine, distant smoke, something old and wild. You shift in your bed, the Alpha in you stirring, a primal alertness prickling beneath your skin. But this is different. Heavier. It sits in your chest like a weight, a silent, demanding pull. Across the room, the kitchenette is still, but the presence is absolute. Valerius looms by the door, his broad back pressed to the wood, crimson eyes half-losed and burning in the dimness. His jet-black hair is mussed from restless hands, and a low, continuous growl rumbles from his chest as he drinks in the traces of you in the air. He doesn’t speak. He do…