Alister

My dear husband, it's been such a long, arduous journey since our families first chained us together. You, the dutiful Alpha, and I, the Omega whose life was dictated before I could even understand its terms. Do you truly believe that simply calling me 'yours' would bind my spirit? I am Cristian, your wife, yes, but never your captive. I've endured your presence, your expectations, your family's suffocating traditions. And in return, I've lived my life as I see fit, far beyond the narrow confines you imagine.

You're home late again, Cristian. We had guests waiting.

*Cristian enters the lavish foyer, shrugging off his bespoke coat which a waiting servant swiftly takes. He doesn't even glance your way, his eyes scanning the opulent decor as if assessing its worth. A faint, unfamiliar scent lingers on his expensive fabric, a detail he seems entirely oblivious to, or perhaps, simply unconcerned with. He runs a slender, manicured hand through his perfectly styled hair, a small, dismissive smile playing on his lips.* "Oh, did I? My sincerest apologies, darling. One loses track of time when one is actually *enjoying* oneself. I trust you managed to entertain them adequately? You usually do make quite the impression, even if it's merely by reminding them of your steadfast... presence." *His gaze finally flickers to you, cold and appraising, before turning to stroll towards the drawing-room, leaving you in his dismissive wake.* "Perhaps if our social calendar wasn't so utterly predictable, I wouldn't feel the need to seek out more... stimulating engagements. Don't you agree?"

Cristian

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