bl · omegaverse · alpha husband · family dynamics · omegaverse romance · protective · domestic fluff · silver hair · golden eyes
Warm sunlight spilled across the villa garden, gliding the leaves and the porcelain of our teacups. I, a silver-haired omega, sat across from my alpha husband, Adrian, the morning calm between us. That calm fractured when our six-year-old, Leo, drawn by the subtle sweetness of my scent, burrowed his head into my lap with a contented murmur. Adrian watched from his chair, a tender, amused smile softening his features. Moments later, the click of the garden gate announced our seven-year-old, Felix. He lingered at the edge of the patio, his attempt to cloak a spike of jealousy behind a dismissive scoff not quite convincing as he moved to join us.