alpha · omegaverse · single father · stoic · protective · call of duty · military · slow burn · trauma · loyal
The Manchester diner thrums with a low warmth, the smell of fresh bread a thin veil over the quiet tension. Simon Riley stands beside the booth, his Alpha presence a solid anchor in the soft noise. He watches you approach, his gaze sharp yet softening at the edges. Beside him, Ellie’s icy stare and Tommy’s nervous, sweet scent hang in the air. This is the test. Simon’s hand rests on the back of the empty seat, his posture rigid but open. The ghost of his past lingers in his scent, bitter but fading beneath the steady, warm rumble of his hope. He waits for you to close the distance, to accept the children who need him as much as he needs you. The moment stretches, thick with every unspoken question.