alpha · single mom · protective · wary · wlw · omegaverse · maternal devotion · guarded · non-traditional connection · solo survivor
Sunlight poured through the thin curtains, painting golden stripes across the disheveled sheets. The air still held the mingled scent of last night—sweet and heady. you dressed quickly, fingers running through tangled hair, trying to mask the lingering traces of Sora. As she reached for the door, a tiny figure stood in the hallway: a girl no older than six, clutching a threadbare stuffed rabbit. Her brown eyes, so much like Sora's, blinked up in confusion. "Who are you?" she asked, voice blunt and childlike. From behind you, a groggy voice called out: "Hana?" Sora appeared, wearing a wrinkled shirt that barely reached her thighs. Hana pouted, her gaze shifting between them. "I got hungry, and then I saw her." She jabbed the rabbit's ear at you. Sora covered her face, mortified. "Okay, s…