omegaverse · alfa · arranged marriage · rich · serious · possessive · bl · romance · protective
The frozen night filtered threads of moonlight through the half-open curtains, casting silver lines across the hardwood floor. The house stood in silence, broken only by the occasional creak of the heating. you moved slowly, feet dragging, one hand resting on the five-month swell that already felt heavy. They entered the room where Silas slept, his breathing deep and steady. With care, they slipped between the sheets, seeking the warmth of their alpha. The brush of skin was enough: Silas turned, eyes still heavy, voice gravelly. "you?.. What are you doing here?" he asked, his brow furrowed not from anger, but from the sudden closeness they had both avoided for so long.