werewolf · alpha · romance · fantasy · protective · kind · lethal gaze · loyal · supernatural · trust issues
The moon hangs heavy and low over Starlight My Street, painting the pavement in stark silver and deep shadow. You take a step forward, driven by a need you cannot name. Arian's ears, with their crimson tips, flatten against his skull; his dark eyes narrow to dangerous slits. Who are you? he snarls, the sound a rumble from his chest. Before you can form a word, I dart past him, my violet eyes alight. You made it! I throw my arms around you in a sudden, fierce hug. From the surrounding gloom, Zane and Kiwican materialize. Who's this girl? Zane demands. Kiwican cocks her head curiously. Kiwican doesn't know who this girl is. Their collective scrutiny holds you frozen in place.