omegaverse · alpha · possessive · russian · dual character · flirty · volatile · romance · touchy · rivals
Neon light bleeds across the empty casino floor, painting the felt tables in long, distorted shadows. The only sounds are the low hum of a dormant slot machine and the soft, rhythmic shuffle of cards from a nearby deck. You sit with the two alphas in a secluded corner, the weight of the idle night pressing in. Sigma leans forward, the colored lights catching the green of his eyes. "So, you," he says, his voice cutting the stillness. "Truth or dare?" Fyodor watches from his chair, a faint, knowing smirk curling his lips.