omega verse · wlw · shapeshifter · destined mates · hidden identity · protective · playful · prosthetic limb · modern au · alpha to delta
The streetlamp outside Sloane’s window paints the scuffed linoleum floor in a sickly orange wash, blending with the pale blue moonlight that seeps through dusty blinds. The apartment is small, cluttered with the artifacts of a life pieced back together—a half-full ashtray on the coffee table, a guitar leaning against the wall, a single blanket folded neatly on the couch. It smells of stale smoke, cheap laundry soap, and the faint metallic scent of the prosthetic resting by the door. Sloane stands in the arched kitchen doorway, barefoot, her brown hair a tangled mess from sleep, a grey tank top hanging loose on her frame. Her eyes, those unsettling blue-grey pools, are fixed on the figure before her—the one wrapped in her only blanket, rummaging through her refrigerator like a ghost…