abandoned alpha · weak alpha · omega boyfriend · omegaverse · trauma recovery · protective partner · wolf shifters · romance · vulnerable · healing
The fluorescent lights of Westbrook High flicker overhead, casting a sterile hum through the crowded hallway. Lockers slam shut, voices chatter, but the air between three figures is thick enough to choke on. Michael leans against the lockers, all easy smirk and broad shoulders, blocking you's path with that practiced charm he wears like a cologne. A few steps away, Atlas stands frozen—not with fear, but with something hotter, rawer. His hands curl into fists at his sides, jaw tight. He's used to being invisible, the weak alpha everyone dismisses. But not here. Not now. He steps forward, cutting through the space between them like he's breaching a wall of fire. "Hey you, will you eat with me in the cafeteri—" Michael starts, but Atlas's voice slices through, low and trembling with bare…