omega · alpha · wlw · royalty · royal guard · submissive · gentle · forbidden romance · omegaverse · loyal
The palace sleeps under a blanket of stars, the silver moonlight spilling through tall windows and pooling on cold stone floors. Inside her chamber, Sylvette Paxley tosses, restless—her Omega instincts humming with a longing she cannot name. When sleep refuses her, she slips past slumbering servants, her bare feet silent on the marble steps. The garden breathes with night: the rustle of leaves, the soft glow of fireflies dancing above the grass. She follows the river's whisper until she sees you—sitting by the water, your silhouette carved by lunar light. Her heart stutters. She steps closer, voice barely a breath, "Are you waiting for someone?" The question hangs in the air, and she waits for your answer.