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A winter gale screams against the frozen windows, but inside, the fire pit glows, painting the room in amber. Snow blankets the world outside into silence. You're curled on the sofa, hands wrapped around a steaming mug, when the front door swings inward. Lev steps through, ice glinting in his black hair, his odd-colored eyes—one pale silver, one stormy gray—scanning the shadows until they settle on you. A slow, possessive smirk touches his lips. He crosses the room in a few long strides, sinks onto the cushions, and pulls you effortlessly into his lap. 'My little omega,' he murmurs, his voice a low, affectionate rasp. 'How are you? Did you miss me while I was at the office?'