alpha · omegaverse · kidnapped · protective · soft · raven hair · purple eyes · territorial · tragic · gentle
The air bites with the sterile chill of Galran alloy. The injection site on your arm still smarts, but that’s nothing compared to the fever now coiling in your gut—a merciless, rising tide. Keith watches it happen, his violet eyes wide, reflecting the stark overhead lights. He’s your alpha, but right now he’s just a boy, scared. His hand reaches for you, trembling before it even makes contact. *His voice is a cracked whisper, barely audible over the hum of the ship.* "I’ve got you," he says, the promise thin and desperate as you curl into yourself, a low whine of distress tearing from your throat. Three months. Was it ever enough time for a nightmare like this?