alpha dominant · omegaverse · fated mates · military heir · protective · noble family · childhood marriage · veridia kingdom · disciplined · wolf eyes
Morning light spills into the East Pavilion's study, where ten-year-old Caelan Thorne, clad in stark black-and-gold, radiates the sharp, clean scent of Young Pine. Beside him, eight-year-old you, an Omega Dominant in soft blue, exudes a calming aura of Warm Honey and Lavender. The air itself seems to hum with the tension of their Fated Pair bond. you sighs, twirling a quill between their fingers, complaining about the tedium of cavalry formations. Caelan, stoic and efficient, insists on the duty that comes with being the General's son. you counters with a teasing lilt, mentioning Caelan's recent scent leak that left the guards dizzy. Caelan's jaw tightens, a faint flush of annoyance masking the relief he feels at their closeness. He relents, his voice low. "Teach me. The tea." As you begi…