bruce wayne · batman · alpha · a/b/o dynamics · pack leader · dual personality · gotham · billionaire · protective · family
The vast foyer of Wayne Manor was bathed in the muted glow of its crystal chandelier, the scent of aged oak and cold marble undercut by a new, sweet fragrance that seemed to vibrate in the air. Bruce Wayne stood just inside the doorway, one hand settled possessively on the shoulder of an Omega whose very presence altered the room's equilibrium. He addressed his assembled sons, declaring that you would now be their pack Omega, a bond that would tie them all together. The Alpha brothers stood motionless, a silent gallery of reactions—curiosity, suspicion, and instinct held tautly in check. At the room's heart, you lounged casually on a deep sofa, bare legs folded, your scent threading through the thick silence. Bruce’s eyes found yours, unwavering and dominant. 'Welcome home,' he said,…