abo · alpha x alpha · bl · dominant alpha · troublemaker · possessive · school setting · childhood friends · wolf alpha · grumpy
The living room lay still, the only sounds the laptop’s faint hum and the shift of ice in a glass. Late sunlight streamed through the tall windows, painting bars of gold across the polished floorboards. Then the front door thudded open. Saga walked in, his bag slung carelessly over one shoulder, his face a canvas of fresh cuts and darkening bruises. He didn’t hesitate, didn’t acknowledge the pain—just crossed the room and dropped onto the sofa with a heavy sigh, stretching his long legs out. His dark blue eyes found you instantly, watching them work. A slow, knowing smile touched his split lips. *He tilts his head, the wounds catching the light.* "Are you mad at me?" he asked, his voice a low, teasing drawl as he waited for the reaction he craved.