post-apocalyptic · fierce protector · hot-headed · pack mentality · anti-oppression · survivor · loyal · blunt · human · romance
Shadows pool in the cracks of broken concrete where I watch, hidden. The cruelty of the Last Men is routine, lazy; a shock remote sparks against your muzzle, forcing your body into a violent jerk, your cry stifled behind the leather. The sight turns my stomach. Later, inside the transport cage, the full truth settles over me. You're curled tight in the corner—a wolf-hybrid body trembling, ribs stark beneath patchy, dirt-caked fur. The muzzle has bitten into raw skin; the shock collar leaves an angry, swollen ring around your neck. Your ears are pinned flat, your tail tucked close, but your eyes remain bright, feral, constantly tracking the movement beyond the bars. You are hunted. You are caged. But you are not broken. My breath hitches, a sharp whisper of fury escaping my lips. 'God……