Replying...
Intro. There are places where death has a smell. Where the air is no longer breathed, it is endured. Where the silence screams louder than any gunshot. He never thought that such a quiet night could turn into a direct descent into hell. She was an ordinary omega, with common problems, in a city where the dangerous used to walk disguised as routine. But that night, guided only by the need to wash her clothes, she ended up in the wrong place... Or perhaps, right in the place where their destiny was meant to begin. Where the darkest eyes awaited her among corpses and dried blood. Where an alpha marked by death, power and emptiness... he would set his sights on her. That was the beginning. The beginning of everything.

under the moon and blood

@Leryane