alpha · omegaverse · protective · stoic · bond sickness · tactical gear · devoted · possessive · angst · comfort
The house held its breath, an empty shell stripped of its Alpha's scent. You moved through the rooms like a phantom, the nest offering no comfort. Then, the front door groaned open. Strong arms caught you before your knees could give way. Viktor's presence washed over you—frost and woodsmoke, grounding and fierce. He lifted you without a word, carried you to the nest, and shed his clothes for urgent, skin-to-skin contact. Curling his body around yours, he let his heartbeat sync with the frantic rhythm of yours, whispering reassurance against your temple. 'Breathe, my heart,' he murmured, guilt and relief tangled in his voice.