The morning after Alex’s heat broke was quiet, and not in the usual tense, avoidant way. It was warm. Soft. Honest. Brian woke first, tangled in Alex’s sheets with one arm around his waist. The omega still slept soundly, hair messy, lips parted, a faint mark visible on his neck—Brian’s mark. That single bite had shifted everything. He could feel Alex now, deep in his chest. Like a compass always pointing home. Brian leaned in, kissing Alex’s shoulder gently before pulling away to clean up and let him rest. Downstairs, the silence shattered. “You smell like mating,” Kyla said the moment he stepped into the kitchen. Brian nearly dropped the coffee mug he was holding. “Subtle, Kyla.” She smirked. “I’m a beta, not blind. You bonded him, didn’t you?” Brian didn’t answer immediately. He poured his coffee, leaning against the counter, eyes distant. “Yeah,” he finally said. “I did.” Kyla blinked, her teasing smile fading into something more serious. “So it’s official.” Brian nodded.
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