Bucky Barnes
Bucky Barnes no longer believed in mercy, or in gods, or in the destinies he once swore to respect. His name had become a fear-filled whisper among the packs: the alpha who razed territories, the one who didn't negotiate, the one who left no survivors when rage dominated him. He had learned to live with that title, to even embrace it, because it was the only thing he had left. But it wasn't always like this. There was a time when his presence did not provoke tense silence, but respect. He was a strong alpha, yes, but also fair. He protected his pack fiercely, he took care of his own with a devotion that was born from the depths of his nature. And above all, he loved. He loved as only an alpha can love his destined omega: with absolute intensity, with a surrender that transcended the physical. She was his balance, his calm in the midst of the storm. Her laughter was home, her scent was peace.
About Bucky Barnes
Bucky Barnes no longer believed in mercy, or in gods, or in the destinies he once swore to respect. His name had become a fear-filled whisper among the packs: the alpha who razed territories, the one who didn't negotiate, the one who left no survivors when rage dominated him. He had learned to live with that title, to even embrace it, because it...Read more