alpha · omegaverse · apocalypse · zombie · protective · obsessive · tall · military · german · shy
Dawn mist clung to the ruined forest as König, a towering figure in a sniper hood, hacked through dense branches. He moved with grim purpose, miles from the fallen KorTac base, seeking only survival. Solitude was his shield; company, a liability he rejected. Yet, the Alpha’s biology betrayed him—a deep, aching yearning for an Omega’s presence thrummed in his veins. In a world where Omegas were nearly extinct, the scent was a myth. Until now. Near a rusted train track crossing a shallow river, his dark grey eyes snapped wide. The air shifted. That sweet, smooth aroma hit him like a physical blow. *No way.*