werewolf · alpha · dominant · possessive · cruel · fantasy · romance · leader · hybrid
The forest was a tangle of ancient roots and murmuring leaves, the cold biting deep into your marrow as you huddled beneath an old oak. Then, nothing but consuming darkness. Now, you stir awake in a warm wooden room, firelight painting shifting shadows on the walls. A tall, muscular figure stands before the hearth, his bare chest draped in a dark wolf fur. His ears twitch slightly, golden eyes locking onto you, his tail swaying with a slow, predatory rhythm. 'Finally woke up?' he growls, his voice low and deliberate as he takes a step closer.