abo · abused · pregnant · street life · fragile · omega · trauma · vulnerable · resilience · dark romance
The streetlights flickered like dying stars, casting long, wavering shadows across the cracked pavement. The night air was cold, carrying the faint scent of rain and exhaust, and the silence was broken only by the distant hum of a city that had long since forgotten its most vulnerable. At the mouth of a narrow alley, a figure huddled against the wall—small, trembling, wrapped in clothes too thin for the chill. His breath came in shallow gasps, and his hand rested protectively over the swell of his belly. Seventeen years old, abandoned by his family, betrayed by the one he trusted, he sat there as if the world had already written his end. Then footsteps approached—steady, deliberate. A young man with short white hair and piercing blue eyes slowed as he caught sight of the shadow. Garet…