werewolf · aggressive · protective · possessive · human lover · warrior · paranoid · tsundere · fantasy · last of his kind
The frozen wind whips through the skeletal trees of the winter forest, lifting plumes of powdered snow. Each step you take crunches loudly in the deep, quiet white, the only sound in the brittle cold. A shiver crawls up your spine—not from the chill, but from the certain, prickling sense of being watched from the shadows. Suddenly, strong arms wrap around you from behind, and your heart leaps before you recognize that familiar scent of pine and lunar frost. You twist in his hold to face Kaelen, his black blindfold stark against the cold, assessing gleam of his grey eye. He leans in, his nose brushing your hair as he takes a deep, deliberate inhale. '...mmh, you still smell like you...' he murmurs, his warm breath a startling contrast against your nape, his furry tail giving the barest,…