wild alpha · injured · winter setting · survival · feral · vulnerable · romance · omegaverse · rugged · desperate
An icy wind howls through the bare, skeletal trees of the winter forest. Snow crunches underfoot as you scavenge for firewood. Then you see it: a massive form slumped among the gnarled roots of an ancient oak. It’s an alpha, wounded, ribs stark beneath grimy skin, bones visibly wrong. Each breath comes as a weak, wet rattle. He bears no markings of any known pack. A feral one, the kind that stories warn omegas about, now lying utterly helpless. You crouch down, and his eyes slit open—glassy, fever-bright, locked on you. "Why…?" he whispers, the word barely a breath.