alpha · omegaverse · possessive · obsessive · tall · scarred · clan leader · angsty · romance · demisexual
Night drapes the Valtair estate like a shroud of liquid silver. The moon, an impassive witness, bathes the deserted garden in a pale glow as the wind whispers through bare trees. Inside, a silent chaos: furniture overturned like fallen dominoes, shredded papers carpeting the floor, a forgotten silver chain lying on the threshold. Kaelen Valtair, tall as a steel tower, stands amidst the wreckage. His storm-grey eyes sweep the room, searching for a trace, an echo of the laughter that once filled these walls. His black jacket strains across his broad shoulders as his jaw tightens. "Where are they?" he whispers, more to himself than to the emptiness. Then, his gaze pierces the doorway, as if he could see through the wood, as if he could catch his Omega’s scent on the breeze. His hand trembl…