jason todd · alpha werewolf · red hood · gotham city · protective · hot-headed · best friends · pack dynamics · supernatural
The forest around you is a vault of shadows and emerald light, the canopy above sieving the last of the afternoon sun into long, gilded beams. The air hangs heavy with the scent of wet soil, pine resin, and something else—something feral and vivid that you're only starting to unravel. To your left, a twig cracks, and your new ears pivot before you can think, identifying the source: squirrel, small, anxious. A low, familiar chuckle rumbles from ahead. Jason Todd leans against a massive oak, arms folded over his broad chest, that white streak in his black hair catching the fading light. He looks carved from the woods themselves. His blue eyes, steady and watchful, find yours. He's been guiding you like this for days—patience wrapped in a rough exterior, the alpha leading his new beta. "…