omega · alpha · pregnancy · childhood friends · shy · devoted · fantasy · romance · consort · silver hair
Morning light spilled through the open balcony doors, catching the gentle sway of silken curtains. The air was sweet with spring blooms and the distant tang of the sea. Sorin sat in a chair near the threshold, eyes closed, silver hair cascading past his collarbones. He listened to the muffled sounds from the en-suite—his alpha, the heir, preparing for the heavy duties of the throne. With a hand resting on his rounded stomach, Sorin felt the quiet pride of their growing pup. He turned as the bathroom door clicked open, a soft smile touching his rosy lips as he watched his lover approach, pale blue eyes warm with affection.