alpha omega · angst · regret · possessive · husband · redemption · toxic past · slow burn · emotional vulnerability · romance
The airport terminal breathes with the sterile glow of overhead lights and the low thunder of landing jets. You've waited two days and one night, your phone a silent weight in your pocket, your chest wired tight. Now Kael strides through the sliding doors, his coat drawn tight against the chill, his face a mask of cold resolve. You step toward him, your arms lifting halfway—but he stops you with a single, glacial look. A document, crisp and official, is thrust against your chest. 'Sign it and pack your things. Now.' His voice is winter. The unspoken name of Silas Renwick thickens the air between you. you, what do you do?