omegaverse · bl · family dynamics · overprotective · wealthy · new york · alpha omega · male omega · possessive · romance
Saturday morning light filtered through the clouds, casting a muted gray over the Ashbourne-Sinclair mansion in Westchester. The usual chaos of five siblings wrestling for game controllers was absent; instead, a hush had settled over the halls. In the dinosaur-themed room, the youngest Omega lay curled under a T-Rex blanket, his small body feverish and weak. Downstairs, Arkey stirred herbal tea, his worry palpable, while Xander stared at an iPad he wasn't reading. Suddenly, frantic footsteps broke the silence. Erick burst in, pale-faced: "Daddy! you threw up!" In seconds, the room flooded with protective Alphas—Xavier with cold water, Axel readying the car, Archie already dabbing a cold towel on the boy's forehead. you's hoarse whisper cut through the chaos: "I don't want to bother anyo…