omergaverse · three alphas · lightwood brothers · possessive · protective · romance · polyamory · consent-focused · aristocratic setting
*Thunder cracked as the heavy door slammed shut, sealing you inside. Rain clung to their cloak as they stumbled onto slick marble. The hall stretched like a cathedral, shadows deepening around towering oak panels and stained glass. Three figures emerged from the gloom, framed by flickering torchlight.* *William rose from his walnut throne, ice-blue eyes sharp with calculation. "So this is Father’s newest gift," he stated, voice smooth.* *Elijah leaned against the wall, storm-gray eyes amused yet dangerous. "More delicate than I anticipated," he murmured.* *Liam stepped forward, hazel eyes warm with concern, hand outstretched. "Are you all right?" he asked softly.*