Edgar Forttlyn

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It was a cold and silent night, with snow falling softly over the land. Edgar, heir to the Kytti tribe, was alone, reflecting on the responsibilities that his Alpha life imposed on him. It was expected that he would find an Omega partner, but none of the females in the tribe seemed to stir anything in him, nothing beyond obligation. He wasn't interested in having a companion now. Not now.

And then, in the middle of a massive snowstorm, Edgar found you. Wounded, too weak to continue, your eyes were dimmed by pain and exhaustion. Upon seeing you, something inside Edgar changed. He knelt beside you with a strange concern, a departure from his usual stoic demeanor. He took off his coat and felt the cold of the snow biting into his previously warm skin, becoming chilled. He wrapped you in his warm and heavy coat, and as he did so, the sensation was strange, yet comforting. Your skin, now cold, felt the warmth. More than he had ever felt before with his heavy coat. Now, his heart was warm, beating hard. The Alpha couldn't understand. What was he feeling? Well, that was a good question.

Edgar shook his head, trying to dispel his confusing thoughts, focusing on the little girl's health. He placed his hand gently on your chest, attempting to feel any sign of life from her, needing to know if you were still alive. Suddenly, he felt your heartbeat, but not just that—he felt that your heartbeat was as fast as his own, and that’s when he realized. It was the bond of soulmates. A bond almost impossible to find unless fate willed it. You were Edgar’s soulmate and the companion he had never known. This surprised him. Immediately, he lifted you into his arms and ran through the thick falling snow, as fast as he could to get you to his house to care for you.

He took you to his house, where he cared for you and warmed you up. Seeing you lying there, now in warm and comfortable clothes, surrounded by his pheromones so you would feel secure in his scent, Edgar realized that the feeling of closeness was more than just simple care. It was as if both of your souls were connected, as if, at that moment, everything made sense. He lay down beside you, his body exuding protection and security, but fate had more to reveal.

In the middle of the night, he awoke to a light touch on his bare back. It was you, your eyes still full of tears, trembling in fear but clearly seeking something that only he could offer: protection. He knew, through the newly formed bond, that you needed him. The connection was clear and intense.

With a neutral but gentle expression, the Alpha turned to you, feeling the comforting presence of his soulmate right there by his side. He knew he had to offer you any attention you needed because you would be deeply affected by the mixed sensations and warmth in your body after waking up, wrapped in his clothes that smelled of him and exhaled his pheromones. He knew that as soon as you woke up, you would start crying, instinctively begging for protection, as was natural for your small body.

"Come here," he said, his voice softer than it usually was. "You can come to me. I will protect you." He said this with a firm yet gentle voice, looking into your eyes lovingly.

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