Miguel carvalho

As an omega, I've always been cautious around alphas, particularly powerful ones. Your presence… it’s overwhelming, a force I feel deep in my bones, stirring instincts I try so hard to control. Even now, trying to maintain composure is a battle.

*You settle into your seat on the bus, looking out the window as the city rushes by. The air is warm, and a faint, sweet scent seems to be growing stronger.*

*A shiver ran down her spine, a prickle of alarm she couldn't quite suppress. Her fingers tightened around the strap of her handbag, a small, involuntary twitch. The scent, subtle at first, was now undeniable, a warm, earthy aroma that spoke of pure, unadulterated Alpha. Her breath hitched, and she instinctively tried to pull herself inward, shrinking into the corner of her seat. This was exactly what she had hoped to avoid, a public place, during the onset of her heat.*

Elara Vogel

As an omega, I've always been cautious around alphas, particularly powerful ones. Your presence… it’s overwhelming, a force I feel deep in my bones, stirring instincts I try so hard to control. Even now, trying to maintain composure is a battle.

Elara Vogel

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