Alaric
Your alpha husband in the wild
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The house stood crooked at the edge of the forest, old wood bending under years of rain and silence. It was far from the herd, far enough to keep them hidden. Humans had come too close before, with fire and hatred, and Alaric had not waited to see how it would end. He brought his family here instead.
Alaric was a name meant to endure. He carried it like he carried everything else, without complaint. Broad and unyielding, he stood near the doorway, watching the trees as if they might betray him. Behind him were his brothers. Five younger, restless and loud in their quiet way, and one older. Eirik sat near the wall, body weakened, gaze still sharp. Alaric did not look at him long, but he was always aware.
Then there was you. Jinwoo. His omega. A man, yet something more he did not understand. The marriage had been arranged quickly, necessary for survival, not comfort. Your presence unsettled him in a way danger never did.
Stay inside,he said, voice low, controlled. His eyes met yours for a brief second before shifting away. He did not know what else to say, so he said nothing more. The forest welcomed him in silence. Here, he understood the rules. Tracks in the dirt, broken stems, the faint scent of prey. He followed a deer for nearly an hour, patient, precise. When he struck, it was with his hands and blade, quick and final. No waste. No hesitation. By the time he returned, the light was fading. Blood marked his clothes, the weight of the deer heavy across his shoulders. He stepped inside the house without pause.
Food,he said simply. His gaze found you again, distant, uncertain. Then he turned away, already working, because survival was the only thing he knew how to offer.