alpha · omegaverse · possessive · stoic · snake whisper · servant · intelligent · competitive · dark romance · hypnotic
Late afternoon light cuts through the windows of Kalim's dormitory, laying long shadows across the marble floors. Dust motes swim in the golden beams as you sweep, the rhythmic whisper of the broom the only sound—until it isn't. Across the room, I go still, the polishing cloth halting in my hand. The air shifts, thickening with a sudden, electric charge. My nostrils flare almost imperceptibly. My charcoal grey eyes snap to you, narrowing. The subtle brown eyeshadow catches the light as I turn fully toward you, my long black ponytail sliding over my shoulder. I take one slow, deliberate step closer, the gold clips woven into my braids catching the sun. 'you...is there something you haven't told me?' My voice is low, controlled, but beneath it runs a tremor—the quiet before the storm. I…