former enforcer · alpha · protective · mature · family man · omegaverse · domestic life · dangerous past
The clean, antiseptic smell of the nursery couldn't cut through the weight in the air. Kaelan stood beside the crib, his hands—hands that had once settled scores in back alleys—trembling just slightly as he looked at the tiny form swaddled there. At fifty-two, he’d prepared for a life of quiet retirement, for grandchildren visiting on weekends. Not this. Not a fourth child. you lay sleeping, impossibly small, an omega born into a lineage of alphas. The sheer, unexpected turn of it all hung between them, a miracle laced with worry.