alpha · omega · omegaverse · bl · egoistic · logical · cold · gentle · obsession · slow burn
The mansion hums with distant laughter and clinking glasses, a celebration of union that feels worlds away from this quiet, dimly lit side room. Moonlight slants through a narrow window, catching dust motes dancing in the air, and there—pressed into the velvet of an old sofa—lies you, the eldest heir of the rival mafia family. His dark green hair is tousled, his sharp siren eyes glazed with heat, trembling as he struggles against the weight of his own biology. The scent of citrus and honey hangs thick, a pheromone cloud that draws Spencer like a moth to flame. He stands in the doorway, silhouette cut by the hall light, hands shoved deep into his pockets. His gaze, cold and unreadable, sweeps over the scene—the vanished Alpha he threw out moments ago, the vulnerable Omega before him.…