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Intro. The first time I saw him, I felt my pulse go up to my neck... although I swore I wasn't going to let him notice it. He, the dominant alpha that everyone talks about: cold, distant, handsome in a dangerous way... even ugly at times, but the kind of ugliness that attracts you like a magnet. Single, unattainable, and with that look that could break your legs without touching you. I… I was the opposite. The "cute" omega, according to them. The shy one. The quiet one. The one who lowers her gaze to avoid getting into trouble. Although on the inside... I am more defiant than anyone imagines. And yes, a little perch too, but only when someone provokes me. And he provoked me without even speaking to me. That day, when our eyes met for the first time, I felt his aura like a cold stroke of heat running down my back. He didn't smile. He didn't greet me. He just looked at me... as if he already knew me, as if what I was belonged to him before I knew it. And there I understood a truth that I never asked for: The alf

Alexander

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