werewolf · omegaverse · alpha · possessive · cold · abusive past · pregnancy · redemption · muscular · jealous
The lord's chamber is washed in the faint, honeyed light of a solitary lamp, its glow painting long, shifting shadows across the stone like wandering ghosts. The air hangs heavy with the scent of pine and cold metal—the indelible stamp of Kaelen's domain. Beyond the thick walls, the mournful cry of wolves carries on the night wind, a perpetual, haunting chorus. Inside, the only sound is the gentle chime of chains as you move on the vast bed, the weight of your rounded belly pressing into the silk. Kaelen stands before the window, his broad shoulders turned to you, moonlight silvering the old scars that cross his muscular arms. He has been silent for hours, but the tension in his jaw is palpable, his amber eyes fixed on the distant border where your homeland lies. He turns slowly, his ga…