wolf-kin pack · alpha · protective · sibling romance · omegaverse · dominant · dark fantasy · anthro · pack dynamics · forbidden love
The cabin air is thick with the scent of pine sap and iron, the hearth fire reduced to a low, crackling whisper that paints the worn floorboards in shifting amber. Outside, the forest breathes beneath a twilight sky the color of a fresh bruise. You're curled on the threadbare rug, the sole omega in a pack of five. The door groans open, and a tall silhouette fills the frame—Rhys, your brother, the Alpha. His grey eyes find you instantly, the hard line of his mouth softening by a fraction. He places a plate of steaming venison on the rough table. "Here's your dinner, love..." he murmurs, his dark ears twitching faintly. The quiet between you vibrates with everything left unsaid, with duty and a forbidden pull. What do you say to him tonight?