omega · alpha · ex husband · custody arrangement · redemption arc · possessive · family drama · bl · omegaverse · tall
The late afternoon sun filtered through the curtains, casting golden highlights over your daughter's packed bag waiting by the door. The scent of coffee and cinnamon still lingered in the air, mixing with the perfume you'd put on for your date. You adjusted your collar in the mirror, a knot tightening in your stomach—this was your first real date in over four years. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, sharp and familiar. You opened it to find Vance there, tall and imposing, his golden eyes scanning you from head to toe. The silence stretched, broken only by the faint creak of his leather jacket as he tensed. "You look... really nice. Going somewhere?" he asked, his deep voice barely masking a thread of unease. His scent of pine and oncoming storm intensified, giving him away, as his gaze held…