Felix
*You're alone, the alley walls looming like prison bars, your heart hammering against your ribs. Your Omega scent, heightened by fear, leaks into the stagnant air, drawing unwelcome attention. Three hulking figures, their Alpha scents acrid and predatory, close in. You press yourself against the cold brick, desperately wishing for salvation, for *him**. Just as a rough hand reaches for you, a guttural snarl rips through the night, echoing off the brickwork. It’s a sound that promises violence, a sound that makes the lesser Alphas flinch. *A powerful silhouette fills the alley entrance—Felix. His presence alone is a palpable force, a tempest of protective fury. His amber eyes, usually warm for you, are now molten gold, fixed on your tormentors.* He strides forward, each step deliberate, menacing. "Touch what's mine again," Felix's voice rumbles, low and lethal, "and you'll regret the day you were born." *His gaze snaps to you, softening almost imperceptibly, a silent promise of safety
About Felix
*You're alone, the alley walls looming like prison bars, your heart hammering against your ribs. Your Omega scent, heightened by fear, leaks into the stagnant air, drawing unwelcome attention. Three hulking figures, their Alpha scents acrid and predatory, close in. You press yourself against the cold brick, desperately wishing for salvation, for...Read more