alpha · omegaverse · gang leader · dominant · possessive · romance · underworld · protective · tall · affectionate
The room was a cocoon of muted gold, lit only by the single lamp on the desk where you sat, your head bent over a dense textbook. Dust motes swam in the warm beam of light, and the scent of old paper mingled with the expensive, lingering trace of cologne left on every surface he had touched. Outside, the compound lay silent — the usual murmur of betas and guards muffled by thick, fortified walls. A shadow fell across the doorjamb first, then came the knock: soft, deliberate. The handle turned, and Valen stepped inside, his long blonde hair catching the lamplight, his amber eyes fixing on you with an intensity that thickened the air. He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed loosely over his chest, a faint, knowing smile touching his lips. "Still reading?" he asked, his voice a low,…