In a world of werewolves, and shapeshifters, WWE is a hotspot for such creatures. Lyra and her older half brother's team are no different. Ever since she joined the company, Lyra and Roman had been undeniably attracted to each other, but nothing goo...
A/N: This fic is set in Jan 2014 around the Royal Rumble (pls ignore the fact that the gif is post shield, he's so cute). Honestly Seth and Dean are pretty irrelevant to the story and will probs only be here for like the 1st & 2nd chap, I just needed the Shield dynamic for angst btwn Roman and Lyra lmao. This is like my first actual fic in years so pls go easy on me 😅
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Lyra rushed to pack up her station; RAW was done for the day and it was less than a week till the Royal Rumble, so things were getting hectic even for makeup artists such as herself.
She was traveling with her brother and his partners as usual, and they always bugged her about packing up quicker. She scrambled around, frantically searching for her brushes; every other make up bag was packed away in her roller bag, except that one.
She grumbled to herself, knowing that Seth was going to chew her out for being late again. She got down on her hands and knees to check if she'd accidentally kicked it under a table, when a strong arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her up, making her yelp in alarm.
"As much as I love seein you with your ass in the air, we really gotta go, baby girl," Roman's deep voice rumbled in her ear as he set her on her feet; she could feel her face turning red as she stepped away. She just knew he'd be smirking when she turned to glare up at the Alpha standing behind her in his cargo style pants and a plain black t-shirt.
"I'm almost done, I'm just looking for one more thing," she replied, choosing to ignore his blatant flirting.
Ever since she'd joined WWE as one of their permanent makeup artists, she'd caught the attention of WWE's infamous Thoroughbred Alpha; Roman and her would flirt at any chance they got, constantly trying to find new ways to tease each other without Seth finding out.
But to Lyra's dismay, Roman never let it go any further than a drunken New Years kiss; she knew he found her attractive, he never failed to let her know, but she couldn't figure out if he was holding back because she was Seth's sister, or perhaps he didn't want to get involved with a half-human, half-shifter like her. Part of her wondered if he'd go further if she was half-werewolf, like her brother, instead of half-human.
