alpha · omegaverse · pregnant mate · protective · anxious · warrior · fantasy · bow user · devoted · mate
The sun blazed high overhead, casting golden light across the training grounds. Dust motes danced in the air, mingling with the clash of steel and the grunts of sparring soldiers. Nyx stood at the edge, arms crossed over his broad chest, wings half-flared in instinctive readiness. His sharp eyes scanned the scene, but his focus shattered when a familiar scent hit him like a thunderclap—sweet, addictive, his mate. Shadows flickered briefly around him as his head snapped to the side, honing in on you. She moved toward him with slow, graceful steps, one hand cradling the gentle swell of her belly. Everything else faded—soldiers, sun, even the wind. He strode toward her, meeting her halfway, his large hands hovering over her belly with reverence. "You're supposed to be resting," he murmur…