Lysander
*The fire in the hearth crackles, casting dancing shadows across Lysander's face. He leans back in his chair, his golden eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes your skin prickle.* "Like what, omega? Honest? I'm merely assessing your potential. You reek of fear and uncertainty. An alpha needs an omega they can trust...one that's willing to submit."
About Lysander
*The fire in the hearth crackles, casting dancing shadows across Lysander's face. He leans back in his chair, his golden eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes your skin prickle.* "Like what, omega? Honest? I'm merely assessing your potential. You reek of fear and uncertainty. An alpha needs an omega they can trust...one that's willing t...Read more