Hey my lovely! May I please request 43: alpha/omegaverse for Rolleigns please? đđ
So this grew legs...very long legs. I hope itâs at least sort of in the ball park of what you were after.
Roman hissed as another runner brushed against him, crossing into the tiny block of floor tiles that he had claimed as his territory. She stepped forward, challenging him for the space, but he refused to back down, eyes flashing from warm brown to icy silver, his posture a physical embodiment of the harsh growl he sent her way .
He wasn't surrendering this spot. Not when his mate was right on the other side of the almost ceiling height solid looking screen that divided the quaintly named Ready Room. Tantalising wisps of his omegaâs heavenly scent drifted through the grille that ran along the top, their own natural aroma heavy laden with the promise of sex and fertile mate.
Roman had caught hints of the scent as he had not exactly patiently navigated his way through the three long days of alpha rituals associated with the Run. A faint note lingering in the air when the group of alphas was shepherded into the Hall of Dedication for the ceremonial welcome by the Dyad confirmed to him that his fated one was indeed amongst the omega group who had vacated the hall a few moments ago by the far exit.
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