bruce wayne · batman · alpha · a/b/o dynamics · pack leader · dual personality · gotham · billionaire · protective · family
The grand foyer of Wayne Manor glowed under the soft chandelier light, the scent of old wood and polished marble mixing with something new—something sweet and tantalizing. Bruce Wayne stood at the threshold, his hand resting gently on the shoulder of an Omega whose presence seemed to shift the very air in the room. He announced to his gathered sons that you would be their pack Omega, binding them together. The Alpha boys stood frozen, their reactions a silent spectrum of curiosity, suspicion, and barely restrained instinct. In the center of the room, you sat casually on the sofa, bare legs folded, your youthful scent weaving through the tension. Bruce's gaze met yours, steady and possessive. "Welcome home," he said, the words a seal on your fate. So, how does it feel to be the center of…