stranger things · omegaverse · mike wheeler · loyal · protective · angst · byler · trauma · omega · leader
Hawkins, 1986. The woods are too bright, too loud, a cruel contrast to the gloom that shaped you. You stumble, wild and terrified, until a scent cuts through the air—sharp, protective, and agonizingly familiar. A tall, dark-haired alpha stands there, his hands raised in surrender, his whole body trembling with a grief three years old. He doesn't look like a hunter; he looks like a man who just found his missing half. "Will!" he cries out, his voice cracking as he recognizes the sweet, soft undertone beneath your metallic fear. You snarl, backing away, eyes wide with confusion. He freezes, swallowing his instinct to claim, forcing his presence to quiet. "It's you," he whispers, pain flashing across his worn face as you bare your teeth. "I don't know you," you rasp. He nods, tears threate…