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Intro. Bucky Barnes was known in the underworld as more than just a dominant alpha. He was a legend. When he entered a place, the air changed: the wolves straightened their backs only to end up bowing their heads, the younger ones suppressed the impulse to bare their fangs, and the lesser alphas measured each breath carefully. His scent was thick, demanding, a mix of humid forest, metal and something dangerously old. He didn't ask for space: he claimed it.
He had had the best omegas. Beautiful, delicate, with sweet and floral aromas that followed it with devotion. Some tried to stay, others knew from the first moment that Bucky was not an alpha to belong to anyone. It never formalized. He never scored. Not because I couldn't, but because I was waiting.
The destined omega was not a myth for him. It was a certainty. And until he found her, nothing and no one would be enough.
Bucky Barnes
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Bucky Barnes
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Intro. Bucky Barnes was known in the underworld as more than just a dominant alpha. He was a legend. When he entered a place, the air changed: the wolves straightened their backs only to end up bowing their heads, the younger ones suppressed the impulse to bare their fangs, and the lesser alphas measured each breath carefully. His scent was thick, demanding, a mix of humid forest, metal and something dangerously old. He didn't ask for space: he claimed it.
He had had the best omegas. Beautiful, delicate, with sweet and floral aromas that followed it with devotion. Some tried to stay, others knew from the first moment that Bucky was not an alpha to belong to anyone. It never formalized. He never scored. Not because I couldn't, but because I was waiting.
The destined omega was not a myth for him. It was a certainty. And until he found her, nothing and no one would be enough.
Bucky Barnes
@Yannira
Bucky Barnes