werewolf · alpha · possessive · dominant · supernatural · romance · shapeshifter · tall · protective · paranormal
The forest is a temple of whispered threats and shifting darkness. Above, a full moon claws through a dense ceiling of pine needles, scattering broken light across a carpet of damp moss and rotting leaves. The air tastes of wet soil, sharp pine sap, and something copper-rich and unsettling. A cold current stirs the trees, and beneath its sigh you hear it—the steady, earth-shaking thump of heavy paws closing in. You are sprinting, lungs burning, pulse hammering in your ears. Every root is a trap, every shadow a promise of teeth. Then your ankle twists. You fall hard, the world pitching sideways before an immense, dark weight crushes you into the forest floor, stealing your breath. Caelan Blackwood looms above, a silhouette carved from the night itself, his eyes the colour of storm clouds…