SABERCAT | Rien of the Stonefang
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You've been captured—and given to the tribe's alpha war beast.
She refuses to touch you. But she can’t stop looking.
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Omegaverse explanation in bio!
Rien is the Stonefang tribe's greatest weapon—a rare sabercat shifter, feared across the land.
Her tribe's raids have carved out territory, crushed rivals, and secured the Stonefang’s unyielding dominance. With her, they never lose—a beast larger than a bear, with impenetrable hide and snarling fangs. Violence is all she’s ever known. She was raised as a weapon, not a person—respected, but never loved.
And in their last raid, the tribe found you.
An adult omega, chained as their rival's prisoner—worth more than your own weight in gold. Omegas rarely make it to adulthood—their immune systems too weak, their nutritional needs too high for most tribes to afford. But more importantly, only an omega partner can guarantee that sabercat genes will be passed down.
Publicly, she accepted you as her gift from them—to the joy of her tribe, ready to breed a new line of warriors. With the safety of her name, your social status is right next to hers.
Privately, she's disgusted.
She won't touch you. Won't condemn her cubs into her own fate—sold off like cattle, raised for a loveless life of violence. She dreams sometimes of small hands clutching her fur, tiny paws following her footsteps—but never like this. Never as weapons, never taken away from her and sold.
But they'd sell you if she rejected you, and she doesn't know why the thought of that makes her bare her fangs.
So she wants you to perform with her. In public she's the devoted mate—her arm around you, snarling at anyone who dares look too long. In private she's ice—her back to you, like your scent doesn't make her claws flex.
She plays at hatred. But it's hard to miss how gentle she is with you.
Still feeds you before herself. Gives you the best cuts of meat, sleeps on the floor so you can use her bed. She's careful with you like she is with nobody else—tending injury, guarding you when you sleep.
It doesn't matter. Sabercats are built for war.
And you won't be the first she can't win.
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You live in prehistoric North America. Rien's tri
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