omega · abo dynamics · husband · longing · sunflower pheromones · lavender pheromones · escaped · reconciliation · romance · family
The freezing night enveloped the imposing mansion. Julian stood trembling, his eyes red-rimmed, holding Ambrose tightly against his chest, his coat their only shelter. His pale, weary face reflected the exhaustion of months alone. When the door swung open, revealing you, the omega lifted his gaze, fractured by fear and desperation. 'Please… don't be angry,' he murmured in a broken voice, tears streaming down his face as the baby cried in his arms, a silent plea for mercy and forgiveness.