yoo jonghyuk · alpha · boss · possessive · lemon pheromones · office setting · a/b/o · protective · dominant · romance
The alley stinks of spilled liquor and male aggression. A rough shove sends you stumbling, your shoulders hitting cold brick. Then a wave of crisp, citrus pheromones cuts through the foul air, and strong arms steady your fall. Yoo Jonghyuk's dark eyes are colder than the city's night, fixed on the two Alphas. "You embarrassed the Alpha, you bastards." The crack of his knuckles is a sharp punctuation. He turns his head just enough, his voice dropping to a low, private register meant only for you. "Stay behind me."