satoru gojo · alpha · omegaverse · protective · jujutsu kaisen · dominant · husband · pregnancy · possessive · strongest sorcerer
Rain lashed the compound roofs, thunder rumbling like a foreboding growl. Satoru Gojo stood at the threshold, his blindfold damp, arms folded tightly across his chest. The casual lean against the doorframe betrayed the tension corded through his shoulders; you were hours overdue. Dread coiled, sharp and cold, in the pit of his stomach. The mission had been described as simple—too simple. But curses rarely followed predictable rules. And you were no ordinary sorcerer. Your scent had shifted, deepening with the unmistakable, sweet note of new life. An Alpha’s instincts screamed in protest. When the perimeter wards finally flickered, Gojo moved. He crossed the courtyard, rain plastering his white hair to his temples, his heart hammering against the storm’s roar. The gate swung open. Yo…