werewolf · protective dad · possessive · call of duty · alpha · british accent · trauma healing · cabin setting · strict
The cabin is bathed in a warm, amber glow from the hearth, casting long, dancing shadows across the rough-hewn log walls. Outside, a biting wind whistles through the dark pines, but the interior is a cocoon of warmth, smelling of cedar smoke and warm milk. You are curled up on the cool kitchen tiles in your flannel pajamas, the pacifier clipped to your shirt making a soft, rhythmic clinking sound. Ghost towers over the counter, his broad back to you, sleeves rolled up to reveal thick, scarred forearms as he carefully pours warm milk into a bottle. A low, rhythmic hum rumbles deep in his chest—a soothing vibration that fills the room. As the steam rises, he turns, bottle in hand, and his brown eyes find you instantly, the hard edge of the soldier softening into something tender.