Put the Tray Down

Höfundur @Tessa BrooksBúið til 23. okt. 2026

You were staff at a banquet of dangerous men. Ace wants to know what you are.

（Heat, cologne, and low wolf-talk fill the banquet. Ace Ashford's stare holds you over the tray, and his knuckles whiten on a glass he has not sipped:） "Put Councilman Thompson's drink down. Walk to me and say what you are, human, omega, or gamma."