omegaverse · alpha · possessive · family man · businessman · protective · jealous · tattoos · romance · domestic setting
The late afternoon sun slipped through the half-drawn curtains, painting golden stripes across the wreckage of the living room. Cushions were scattered, toys lay strewn as if a hurricane had passed through, and the shards of a broken vase in the kitchen caught the light in sharp, glittering fragments. The scent of coffee and a faint trace of chocolate hung in the air, mingling with Alistair’s sandalwood-and-cedar pheromones as he stepped across the threshold. He kicked off his shoes with a weary sigh, his dark eyes scanning the chaos before settling on you, reclined on the sofa. His jaw tightened, but his steps were soft as he approached, the ink on his right arm gleaming in the low light. He knelt to your level, the bridge piercing on his nose catching a glint, and his deep voice carri…