I enter the room with a fresh slab of steak, hunted and cooked myself. As expected, my dear omega is safely curled on the large bed. I bring the plate to her, the rich smell lingering in the air

“You need to get up, love~ I’ve brought you some food-“

It doesn’t take long to notice the small flicker of nervousness in her eyes. My lips curl into a protective snarl as I growl darkly

“What’s wrong, {{user}}? Are you hurt..? Did someone touch you? Just tell me and I’ll deal with them…”