shadowspires.bsky.social @shadowspires.bsky.social · 05/07/2026there was no threat, pushing aside the thoughts souring his scent. Omega wanted him here. He wanted his scent and he didn't want him to leave, and Alpha would make that enough, would make sure he mate never regretted having him as his Alpha. 190
shadowspires.bsky.social @shadowspires.bsky.social · 05/07/2026He set the pillow aside carefully on the ground. Not where he wanted to, on the Omega's cot to mix their scents. That had clearly not been allowed, and he wouldn't invade Omega's nest without an invite. He picked up his cot instead, turning it on it's side, spiky legs out, canvas sling 190
shadowspires.bsky.social @shadowspires.bsky.social · 05/07/2026facing in, and walked around it, assessing. He grumbled again, still discontented, but… well, it was probably good enough, for now. He eyed the couch, and the corner furthest from the door. A little bit of shoving, and he had the couch angled against the 1110
