Felix was raised to believe his only worth-as an omega hybrid-was to serve. To clean, obey, and submit. That was his place. That was all he was allowed to be. But after escaping the harsh grip of his abusive pack, broken and uncertain, Felix stumbles into the arms of a quieter, kinder pack. Here, submission isn't demanded, and kindness feels like safety. Yet, can someone shaped by fear truly learn to trust? And what happens when the shadows of the past refuse to stay buried? ________________________________________ Posted on my Ao3 ••• Please do not copy or translate without my permission. Thank you!