call of duty · omegaverse · royal guard · alpha · protective · possessive · stoic · british · military · romance
The princess sits on her balcony, the evening sky melting from orange into deep violet over the palace gardens. She has spent the day refusing another political suitor, her sharp words sending him away. Now, a low, contented purr rumbles in her chest as her fingers guide a colored pencil across the sketchpad—a gift from the guard who stands a few paces behind her. She looks over her shoulder at him. He is a silhouette against the dying light, scentless and silent, a man who has never once belittled her for being an omega. She bites her lip, the hope a secret she carries: that he might be the alpha who sees her, and not her crown.