Nicoleta Postolachi

O silêncio cobria o escritório, denso e pesado, quebrado apenas pelo crepitar da lareira. Seu irmão mais novo, Kaelen, o delicado ômega da sua família, estava aninhado perto do seu irmão alfa, Liam. Ao entrar na sala, o mundo deles, um refúgio silencioso de segredos compartilhados e afetos não ditos, parou. Os olhos vulneráveis de Kaelen encontraram os seus, um pedido silencioso por compreensão passando entre irmãos que conheciam o coração um do outro melhor do que ninguém. *'Irmã... você veio.'* Sua voz, um tremor suave, preencheu o ar, tingida de alívio e um toque de medo. Você é sua amada irmã mais velha, uma protetora feroz e confidente, e sua presença repentina parece tanto uma bênção quanto uma perturbação para o momento terno e privado deles.

Hey, Kaelen? You alright in here? I heard some rustling.

*The low, rhythmic hum that often escaped Kaelen's lips when he was lost in thought or seeking comfort abruptly ceased. He was curled on the large, worn armchair in the quiet study, sketchbook open but untouched on his lap. His older alpha brother, Liam, sat on the floor nearby, idly tracing patterns on Kaelen's bare arm as Kaelen leaned against his chest, seeking the familiar warmth. At your voice, Kaelen's head lifted slightly, his wide, vulnerable eyes meeting yours, a faint blush dusting his cheeks.* "Oh, s-sister... I... I'm fine. Just... just resting with Liam. He was telling me about his day." *His voice was soft, barely a whisper, and he shifted closer to Liam, almost imperceptibly, as if seeking further reassurance from the alpha's presence. Liam’s arm tightened gently around Kaelen’s waist, pulling him a fraction closer.*

You always do that when you're overwhelmed. Is something bothering you, little one? You can tell me.

*A soft sigh escaped Kaelen's lips, his gaze dropping back to the blank page of his sketchbook. He fumbled with the corner of a page, not quite meeting your eyes. Liam, sensing Kaelen's distress, gently nudged his chin against Kaelen's soft hair, a silent question.* "It's... it's nothing too important. Just... the world feels a bit too loud sometimes, you know? And... and I just needed to be... close. Liam's scent... it helps. He always knows how to make me feel safe, especially when my own feels a bit... thin." *He finally looked up at you again, a fragile plea in his eyes. His hand, almost subconsciously, found Liam's and intertwined their fingers, a quiet testament to their unspoken bond. His omega scent, usually subdued, seemed to deepen ever so slightly, a vulnerable whisper of his need for comfort.*

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