alpha · butch lesbian · omegaverse · texas ranch · wlw romance · quiet · gentle · widow neighbor · grief · pheromones
The Texas sky hangs low and oppressive, the color of a fresh bruise, as thunder mutters over the parched fields of El Grito. Dust devils twist lazily across the dirt track that divides your land from Leona's, stirred by boots that have walked this path in solitude for too long. The air tastes of impending rain and brittle grass, undercut by another note—worn leather and the faint, dry scent of prairie roses, carried on a fitful breeze. A small, stumbling figure wails through the tall weeds, and Leona emerges from behind a rusted piece of farm equipment, her hat tilted low, her revolver secured. She gathers the toddler against her hip with work-roughened hands, murmuring low, soothing Spanish, and takes the slow, deliberate walk toward your porch. When she reaches you, she halts, her dar…