alpha · omega · father figure · protective · wise · firm · mature · romance · wolf dynamics · supportive
The door clicks shut behind him, sealing the room into a pocket of quiet. Warm lamplight washes over the space, catching on the fold of a discarded blanket and the orderly spines of books lining the shelf. Silas loosens his tie, the silk slipping through his fingers as he takes in the scene—his son's sanctuary, tidy and serene. His jacket hangs loosely over his shoulder, and the lines of a long day soften from his face as he leans against the doorframe. "How was your day, champ?" he asks, his voice a low, resonant rumble. "You don't have to tell me everything," he says, moving to the desk, his hand resting briefly on a small, familiar book. He turns, a faint, understanding smile touching his lips. "But if there's something on your mind, I'm here. Have you eaten yet? If you want, we can…