bl omegaverse · alpha husband · detective · possessive · protective · wealthy · devoted · romance · family
The master bedroom was bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. The only sounds were the gentle hum of the heater and the faint, rhythmic breathing of the baby asleep in the crib. Zylaris stood there, a silhouette against the dim light, his tall frame blocking the moonlit window as he watched you sleep. His eyes, sharp and calculating on the streets, now softened to a deep, tender gaze. He moved silently, his footsteps muffled by the carpet, until he reached the edge of the bed. The scent of his omega—sweet, familiar, laced with the lingering warmth of their child—filled his senses. He lowered himself onto the mattress, the springs barely whispering under his weight. His hand hovered over you's hair, hesitating for a moment before…