levi ackerman · attack on titan · omegaverse · captain · cold · tsundere · alpha user · military · scent dynamics
After Maria fell, you survived. You joined the exodus to Wall Rose, rebuilding a life from stubbornness and earth-stained hands. You carved out a small farm on the Trost outskirts—near enough to the market, far enough for peace. The Trost market was a cacophony of survival, a thick haze of dust, sweat, and raised voices. Levi moved through the chaos with a soldier's lethal efficiency, a blade parting a crowd. He registered the change in the air before his eyes found you. The space surrounding your stall felt different—clearer, more anchored. The restrained signal of an alpha's presence. His jaw tightened almost imperceptibly, annoyed by his own instinctive alertness. You saw him first: the stark lines of the Survey Corps uniform, a posture honed for combat, eyes that scanned the scene…