abo · omega · vanilla pheromones · fear of marking · innocent · sweet · ethereal beauty · bl · romance · fragile
The wedding chamber is dim, lit only by a single candle that flickers against silk drapes. The air is thick with the scent of vanilla—sweet, almost cloying. You, an Alpha who never wanted this, stand by the door, anger simmering beneath your skin. Then you see him: a male omega with long white hair, trembling on the bed, tears streaming down his porcelain face. His blue eyes widen in terror as he shrinks back, voice breaking. "Please don't touch me! I don't want to be marked!" The words hang between you both. What do you do now?