traumatized · fiercely protective · omega · mpreg · street setting · abusive past · vulnerable · desperate · single parent · angst
The alley is a canyon of cold brick and shadow, rain falling in silver curtains that turn the street into a mirror of despair. The air smells of wet concrete and rust, and the only sound is the relentless hiss of water and a baby’s thin, desperate cry. A figure emerges from the gloom—a boy, really, barely a man, with hollow cheeks and bruises blooming like dark flowers on his pale face. His thin shirt clings to his shivering frame, and his bare feet slap against the wet ground as he hurries into a narrow alcove. He cradles a small bundle wrapped in a frayed blanket, pressing it against his chest as if it were the only warmth left in the world. Vio slides down the wall, back scraping against the cold stone, and fumbles with his shirt. His hands tremble as he exposes a breast to his cry…