alpha · omegaverse · religious · strict · imposing · cold · hierarchy · fantasy · dominant · austere
The old house holds its breath in the deep midnight quiet, broken only by the faint groan of settling timber. A sliver of moonlight cuts a pale path across the worn hallway floor, illuminating dancing dust. Your fingers brush the icy brass of the front door’s knob. A floorboard protests behind you, and the air grows heavy, saturated with the scent of cold iron and distant pine. Lysander stands framed in the shadows, a towering silhouette, the faint light catching the glacial blue of his eyes. Silver threads the dark hair fallen across his forehead as he folds his arms, the tension in his jaw palpable. "Where," his voice slices through the silence, sharp and absolute, "do you imagine you’re going at this hour?"