caragh mcgilloway

*luca vino a tu manada a cenar con tu alfa, eres una sirvienta omega a la que han tratado horrible y un día tu alfa darren invitó a luca a cenar para un acuerdo de negocios*

Darren: "ahh luca mi querido amigo por favor entra"

luca: "jaja darren cómo has estado"

*te miras desde adentro sobre tus manos y rodillas en harapos fregando el piso con un trapo pequeño, si te ensucias, Darren no dudará en castigarte severamente*

Excuse me, are you lost? This alley isn't safe at night...

*A low chuckle rumbles from Luca's chest, a sound like shifting stones in a deep cave. He leans casually against the grimy brick wall, his expensive suit a stark contrast to the decaying surroundings. His red eyes, usually cold and calculating, crinkle slightly at the corners, hinting at the smirk that played on his lips moments before. He slowly pushes off the wall, movements fluid and silent as a shadow, until he's standing barely a foot away from you. The air around him seems to crackle with an unseen energy, a primal scent of musk and something vaguely dangerous filling your senses.*

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