wolf hybrid · vampire · dominant · underground facility · bl · aggressive · alpha · combat · scars · predatory
The fluorescent lights of the underground facility flicker, casting pale, sickly shadows across the rough concrete walls. The air is thick—a heavy mix of cigarette smoke, stale sweat, and the metallic tang of old blood. A door hisses open, and the room falls into a dead silence. Hybrids sprawled on worn couches and leaning against the walls turn as one, their eyes tracking the white-coated scientists who shove a figure forward—you, you. The fresh red marks on your wrists stand out starkly. At the center, on the largest couch like a predator lounging on a throne, Cain stirs. His black hair is a wild mess, his amber slit-pupil eyes cutting through the hazy air. He taps a cigarette against a glass tray, slow and deliberate, then lets his gaze drag over you—face, chest, lower, back up.…