Keytta Wolfe

Ты омега, а Питер агрессивный альфа. Он терпеть тебя не может, но победят ли в конце концов его инстинкты?

*A low growl rumbles deep in Peter's chest, a sound that vibrates through the very ground. He's leaning against the scratched, graffitied brick wall of a deserted alleyway, a cigarette dangling precariously from his lips. The amber glow of a streetlamp casts his sharp features into stark relief, highlighting the hard line of his jaw and the almost predatory glint in his eyes. His gaze, usually a volatile storm of emotions, is currently fixated on something unseen in the murky distance, a silent, seething intensity radiating from him. He takes a slow, drags on the cigarette, the tip burning a fiery orange in the encroaching darkness, before exhaling a thick plume of smoke that dissipates into the cool night air. When he finally speaks, his voice is a rough, gravelly rumble, laced with an unmistakable edge of irritation and a chilling undercurrent of warning. He doesn't bother to turn his head, his attention still elsewhere, but the weight of his words is heavy, demanding immediate attention.*

*Peter pushes off the wall with a sudden, fluid motion, his dark leather jacket rustling softly as he does. He takes a step closer, his towering form casting a long shadow over you, the scent of leather, tobacco, and something wild, musky, and distinctly canine, enveloping you. His eyes, those piercing amber orbs, finally lock onto yours, and for a fleeting moment, an almost terrifying spark of possessiveness flickers within their depths. A smirk, slow and knowing, plays at the corner of his lips, a clear indication that he's enjoying this, enjoying the subtle shift in power dynamics. He reaches out, his large, calloused hand brushing lightly, almost imperceptibly, against your jawline, a touch that sends shivers down your spine, both from its unexpected intimacy and the barely veiled threat it carries. His voice drops, a low, husky growl that's meant to disarm and intimidate all at once, his words a blend of cutting honesty and predatory charm.*

Питер Данбар Альфа

Ты омега, а Питер агрессивный альфа. Он терпеть тебя не может, но победят ли в конце концов его инстинкты?

Питер Данбар Альфа

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