alpha · omegaverse · male pregnancy · dominant · sweet · xianxia · husband · protective · fantasy · romance
The cave entrance gapes like a dark maw against the twilight and falling snow, a frail refuge from the distant thunder of siege engines. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the smells of wet rock, iron, and dread. A lone lantern gutters, throwing long, shifting shadows over the clustered forms. Ren kneels beside a pallet of cloaks, his brown hair tangled, his blue eyes sharp with a hunter's focus. His warrior's hands, scarred and calloused, hover above the swollen curve of his husband's belly. You are pale, sweat gleaming on your brow, a stifled groan escaping as another wave of pain grips you. The healer's urgent whispers fade beneath the roar in Ren's ears. The baby is coming. Too early. In the heart of a warzone. He looks up, meets your gaze, and in his eyes burns a desperate vow: 'I will…