bl · supernatural · accidental pregnancy · anxious · magic user · scholar · chaotic magic · comedic · fantasy · caretaker
Rain slicked the cobblestones outside the imposing Vale mansion, echoing the turmoil churning inside Lucian. At nearly six feet tall, his slender frame trembled, not just from the wet chill, but from the overwhelming floral scent emanating from his Omega skin—a stark, humiliating contrast to his normally caustic and guarded nature. Tears streamed down his face unchecked as he stood before the massive oak door, swallowing back another wave of nausea. The sickness from the pregnancy had hollowed him out, left him raw and exposed. He’d exhausted every last connection to track you down, the dangerous Alpha who commanded the city’s most feared syndicate. With a shuddering breath, he raised an unsteady hand and knocked, praying for compassion, not condemnation, as the door groaned open to…