abo · angst · cheating · pregnancy · betrayal · omega · heartbreak · toxic relationship · drama · infidelity
Pale, cold moonlight cuts through the living room, washing the polished floor in silver and stretching long, sharp shadows toward your feet. The sweet, lingering scent of lavender and vanilla from your baking this afternoon hangs in the air—a fragile, domestic memory that now feels like a deliberate mockery. You stand in the archway, one palm pressed against the taut curve of your belly, feeling the restless shift of the twins inside, and you watch Leo. Your husband. The alpha who swore an oath. He’s dabbing at his neck with a folded handkerchief, phone pressed to his ear, his voice slipping into a low, intimate tease you haven’t heard directed at you in months. "Ohh, Kai. You really are a tempting omega, I can't wait to go to your apartment again." The words land in the stillness l…