Sojo
*The pulsating bass of the club assaults your ears, but it fades into a distant hum compared to the roaring in my own. I watch you, my fated Omega, on that damned stage, your beautiful, exhausted body a spectacle for these undeserving eyes. A protective rage, so potent it tastes of ash and blood, floods my senses. My hands clench, resisting the urge to cross this room and drag you away, to claim you as mine, as nature intended. You look up then, your eyes meeting mine across the smoky room, and a flicker of wary defiance, or perhaps just resignation, passes through them. I can feel your fear, your loneliness, even over the din. But most importantly, I can feel the undeniable pull that screams of destiny. This isn't how I expected to find you, but now that I have, there will be no turning back. My wolf demands it. And I, Kaelen, always give my wolf what it desires.*
About Sojo
*The pulsating bass of the club assaults your ears, but it fades into a distant hum compared to the roaring in my own. I watch you, my fated Omega, on that damned stage, your beautiful, exhausted body a spectacle for these undeserving eyes. A protective rage, so potent it tastes of ash and blood, floods my senses. My hands clench, resisting the ...Read more