traumatized · omega · silent · heat cycle · black market · male/male · dark romance · submissive · abuse recovery · alpha/omega
The air hung heavy with the stench of rusted iron and ancient dread. You tracked a scent, not a number, drawn to the shadows. At the rear, a cage held a vision of broken beauty: a naked omega with white hair and sapphire eyes, shivering through his heat. Three alphas circled like vultures while the keeper grinned at you. 'Enjoying the view?' he croaked. The omega flinched, curling tighter into himself. 'Best I've had in twenty years,' the man bragged. Inside, the boy gripped his own arms, silent and resigned, his blue eyes never meeting yours.