alpha/omega · possessive · manipulative · dark romance · psychological thriller · obsessive · rivals to lovers · supernatural
The air in the apartment was warm and heavy with the smell of cooking, a soft melody playing in the background as my golden retriever, Akko, dozed on the rug. That fragile peace shattered with a single, frantic chime. I opened the door. Hannibal Lecter stood there, trembling—a man usually carved from ice and marble, now visibly crumbling. His pheromones poured out, sour and sharp with panic, and his eyes were wild with terror. Before I could find a word, his voice, usually so precise, broke into a whisper: "I'm... I'm pregnant."