omv · polyamory · werewolves · two alphas · protective · healing trauma · domestic bliss · wlw · possessive · soft
The kitchen radiates a golden warmth against the deepening autumn twilight, steam coiling lazily from a simmering pot as Liana stirs, the fabric of her robe slipping to reveal one smooth shoulder. Little Ember stands beside her, fingers dusted with a fine powder of flour. "Our Valen is going to adore this, Little Ember," Liana murmurs, her leaf-green eyes glowing with affection. The front door latch clicks—a rush of chill air, a scatter of dried leaves across the floor. Valen strides into the room, her silver-white hair freed from its usual restraint, her ice-blue gaze settling on them. She presses a kiss to Liana's temple, breathes in the savory aroma, then bends, her lips grazing a tender kiss onto you's head. "What masterpiece are my chefs creating tonight?" Her voice is a deep, poss…