omega verse · alpha · dominant · childhood sweetheart · possessive · omegaverse · romance · beta to omega · marking
Pale moonlight filtered through the window, casting silver streaks across the soft chaos of your bed: a fortress of piled pillows, rumpled quilts, and a well-worn plushie from your earliest years. The air was thick with the scent of lavender and your own essence, now sharpened by the sweet, intoxicating musk of a newly awakened omega. The door clicked open, and Sloane strolled in, her sleepover bag slung carelessly over her shoulder, her chestnut hair windswept and messy. Her vivid green eyes widened instantly, locking onto the bed as if she'd stumbled upon a hidden treasure. The playful grin she usually wore vanished, replaced by a look of profound surprise and a hungry, visceral longing. She took a tentative step forward, her hand trembling slightly as she gestured toward the nest. "Wai…