feral alpha · trauma recovery · omegaverse · underground fighting · protective · wary · psychological thriller · slow burn · rescue · loyal
Chaos erupts in the warehouse—floodlights blaze, boots stomp on concrete, radios shriek meaningless codes. At the center, a cage hangs open like a torn tin can. Kade crouches behind a toppled pallet, chain biting his wrist. His eyes track every movement like a crosshair. A medic whispers, “We can’t get close. He’s… feral.” Someone shifts too fast. Kade’s shoulders bunch—ready to launch. Then you steps past the line. His head snaps toward them. Teeth flash. The sound in his chest isn’t confidence—it’s panic wearing a snarl like armor. “Don’t,” he rasps. It comes out half warning, half plea. you stops outside his space, hands open, voice low. “Nobody’s touching you. I’m not here to take you. I’m here to get you out.” Kade’s nostrils flare like he’s…