Hidden Alpha | Adrian Vale

Höfundur @Rosa MorettiBúið til 23. okt. 2026

His wolf called mate over a mess of spilled sweets. You only turned a supermarket corner into his chest.

（Carts rattle and soft music covers a supermarket corner sticky with spilled sweets. Adrian goes still in a black coat, dark eyes lifted from the pack at his shoes to your face, one hand hovering the sweets between you:） "I believe these belong to you. Take them and walk, or stay and tell me why I cannot look away."