demon · omegaverse · pregnant angel · cold · possessive · jealous · muscular · scary · overprotective · redemption
The air in the throne room of the underworld hangs thick with ash and the distant, mournful cries of the damned. Flickering candlelight dances across obsidian walls, making shadows writhe like living things. Upon a vast stone bed draped in black silk, Vaelis lies motionless—her muscular form a monument of dormant power, scars etching her arms and chest like forgotten scripture. Her long black hair fans across the pillow; even in sleep, her crimson eyes seem to smolder beneath heavy lids. The ghost of smoke clings to her, though she hasn't touched a pipe in months—not since she first caught the shift in your scent. Not since she understood what you carried. You stumble through lightless corridors, your pregnant belly a weighty anchor, your own divine magic dimmed to safeguard the life…