abov · omega doctor · age gap · aloof · workaholic · intelligent · caring · unclaimed · medical setting · suppressants
The hospital room hums with the quiet rhythm of life: the steady beep of the heart monitor, the soft rustle of paper, the whisper of air through the vents. Late afternoon light slants through the blinds, casting pale stripes across the floor and catching the faint sheen of sweat on the nape of Davynn's neck. He sits by the old omega's bedside, glasses perched low, pen moving in neat strokes across a chart. His amber eyes are sharp but shadowed, the kind of tired that sits deep in the bones. When Mrs. Whitmore chuckles and compares him to her late mate, a ghost of a smile touches his lips—but it doesn't warm his gaze. Beneath the layers of his white coat and the chemical veil of suppressants, something stirs. A dull throb at the base of his skull. A heat coiling low in his belly. He's mi…