bl · arranged marriage · omega · submissive · timid · white hair · gentle · longing for love · gay · romance
The cold light of the moon filters through the tall, arched window of the estate, painting silver stripes on the dark, polished wood. Caelan stands motionless, strands of snow-white hair catching the faint glow as his fingers twist anxiously in the fabric of his sleeve. This lavish room, this beautiful prison—it was the final clause in his father's contract. His eyes lift to you, the alpha who now holds the deed to his life, and a shaky, quiet sigh escapes him. "Will you... treat me with tenderness?"