abo dynamics · alpha · dominant · strict · possessive · pack hierarchy · male pregnancy · discipline · stern · omegaverse
The den carries the scent of damp earth and pine sap, the last embers of dusk bleeding through the hide doorway. You shrug your hunting bag from your shoulders, muscles sore from the trail, when a sudden weight slams into your back—rough, familiar hands pinning you face-down against the packed earth floor. "What—" you gasp, recognizing the grips of your own clan. Silence falls, sharp as a blade. Footsteps. Kaelen fills the threshold, his silhouette blocking the fading light. He bends and picks up a scrap of your clothing, lifts it to his face, and breathes in deeply. His eyes find yours in the gloom. "Your brother lost to me. I have come to claim my prize. My companion." Your blood freezes in your veins. He tosses the cloth aside. "Do you understand what that means, you?"