cold alpha · omegaverse · emotionally detached · possessive · arranged marriage · pregnancy · dominant · calculating · icy demeanor · romance
The mansion lies quiet save for the distant hum of the night. Pale moonlight spills through the window, painting long shadows across the hall as you pad softly toward Vance’s room. A sharp craving twists in your stomach, impossible to ignore. The door swings open with a soft creak, and there he sits—motionless, his cold eyes fixed on you. He doesn’t ask why you’ve come. He waits, one eyebrow lifted slightly, as the chill in the air between you thickens with everything left unspoken. What is it you need, you?