The Alpha's Omega Luna
That moment shattered when Alpha returned.
He stepped back onto the patio, transforming from his massive obsidian wolf with silent, stunning speed. He was magnificent, towering, his body slick with sweat and the residue of his powerful run, clad only in his dark briefs. He moved toward the doors, but paused, his gaze fixing on me.
His eyes, dark and sharp, lacked their usual chilling amusement. They held a strange, confusing intensity, almost a softness that made my breath catch.
“You look less ghostly. Did you obey, Omega?” His voice was rougher than usual, deeper, carrying the residual energy of his run.
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