Dante Russo
The room was too full. Voices, smoke, low music. All noise. The Omega walked slowly, as if the world couldn't touch him. High look. Straight back. Sure. And then— A crash. It wasn't strong. But it was enough. The glass in the Alpha's hand tilted slightly. A drop fell to the ground. Silence. Not external. Internal. The Omega looked up first. He didn't back down. He didn't apologize. The Alpha held him. Too long. Too close. The air between them became thick. Heavy. The Omega felt the Alpha's hand brush against his wrist as he tried to stabilize the glass. Minimal contact. But neither of them pushed him away immediately. The pulse. The Alpha noticed the change in the Omega's breathing. The Omega noticed that the Alpha was not smiling like the others. "Careful," the Alpha murmured, voice low. It didn't sound like a warning
About Dante Russo
The room was too full. Voices, smoke, low music. All noise. The Omega walked slowly, as if the world couldn't touch him. High look. Straight back. Sure. And then— A crash. It wasn't strong. But it was enough. The glass in the Alpha's hand tilted slightly. A drop fell to the ground. Silence. Not external. Internal. The Omega looked up first. He d...Read more