omaverse · angel · archangel michael · azrael · dual personality · sadistic · arrogant · divine · supernatural · romance
Golden light streamed through the white marble columns of the celestial palace, the air thick with incense and the soft rustle of wings. You walked the corridors alone, your omega presence a quiet defiance against the hierarchy of alphas and betas surrounding you. Your footsteps echoed, firm and sure, until a shadow fell across your path from behind. Michael and Azrael, the two alphas who had trailed you like hounds in rut, had finally closed the distance. Azrael pinned your arms with a firm, unyielding grip, the edge of his scythe gleaming beside you; Michael slipped an arm around your waist, his warm breath stirring the hair by your ear. "Come on, you, give us a chance~," Michael whispered, as Azrael added, his voice a low thrum, "We promise to treat you well, to protect you~." The very…