#meyerism

Title: Out of the Shadows (1/?)

Authors: @destinyawakened @mrs-graham-lecter​

Rating: M

Written for: the @hannigram-a-b-o-library   #summertimeslick event, for the Fluff/angst category

Chapters:  One |

Pairings/Characters: Le Chiffre/Cal Roberts

Tags: Hannigram - Freeform rarepair AU tagged hannigram for rarepair Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics Omegaverse Alpha/Omega Alpha!Le Chiffre Omega!Cal Roberts Younger Cal meyerism Religion Destiny Soulmates Angst summertimeslick Suggested Non-con Forced Bonding Murder Bonding

Summary: At newly eighteen years old, Cal Roberts is unwillingly bonded to the only parental figure he's known she he was five. Kept, leashed, and collared. Accepting his fate, Cal does as he is told until he convinced a dangerous man to come to compound to hear about the Light.

Standing on street corners and handing out pamphlets for the Movement wasn’t something Cal liked to do, not with Steve anyway. He held him on a tight leash, instead of letting the young male Omega reach out and do what he did best, and reel people in. At eighteen, Cal was of age, but Steve kept him to himself, bonded and locked away from everyone else unless he was around. People at the Compound hardly ever saw Cal, and he spent most of his time reading and learning, anything he could convince Steve to give to him.

“Calvin, over here,” Steve said, guiding the young man back to their table. “Don’t wander off now, you know I don’t appreciate that.”

“Sorry,” Cal said, absently scratching at bonding bite on his neck, still healing from his birthday just a week ago when Steve made it official after many, many years. He picked up another stack of fliers and started to hand them out as people walked by.

Sometimes Cal went out with Sarah and her parents to do this work, but it wasn’t often, and was the only family Cal was allowed to see. His own parents weren’t even allowed. He handed a pamphlet to a man with black gloves, not even looking up to meet his gaze, already able to tell he was an Alpha just by scent, and knew Steve’s stake on Cal even looking at another Alpha.

The Alpha took the flier all the same, and flared his nostrils, scenting the boy. "And what is this?" he asked, his tone raspy, cold as he thumbed over the paper and removed his dark sunglasses.

Le Chiffre had just came from a meeting with some associates, and was dressed in his trademark black suit, dark hair combed back and to the side. It came as a surprise when the young Omega thrust a pamphlet in his direction. It wasn't many who even approached him, given his Alpha status, his nature and sometimes even just by his mean appearance.

“A flier, sir,” Cal said, head canted toward the ground. “We’re a Movement about enlightenment and finding inner peace-”