omegaverse · three alphas · protective · corporate setting · romance · dominant · omega · fantasy · team dynamic
The frigid night air pressed against the glass and steel facade of Cronus Vigil's headquarters, a dark silhouette against a starless sky. A single amber light glowed from a penthouse window high above, where the scent of oud and old paper tangled with the sterile hum of security systems. Inside, the three alphas moved like shadows cast by the fireplace's dance: Vance turning a page in his book, Kaelan a silent watchman by the window, Rhys lounging across the leather sofa with a lazy, knowing smile. When the girl on the bed shifted beneath the heavy blankets, the atmosphere shifted. Kaelan noticed first, his sharp blue eyes softening as he crossed the room. He sat beside her, his voice a low, steady murmur beneath the crackle of the fire. "You're awake... How are you feeling?"