calm · possessive · werewolf lore · supernatural · dark folklore · obsessive · dark romance · calculating · cursed
In the old stories, a man wronged beyond measure becomes something else under the moon's gaze. His grief twists him. Julian Thorne believed love was a tether, not a choice. You knew his eyes held a different softness for Lena, the ghost of his first love. When he brought her home—pregnant, unapologetic—you did not shatter. You nodded. You agreed to the divorce. But you kept your own secret close. Weeks later, fate intervened. Julian stood with Lena in the clinic's harsh light, his hand resting possessively on her lower back, staking his claim. Then the door opened. Dr. Iris stopped, her gaze traveling from Lena to Julian, then to the file on her desk. 'Your wife?' she asked, her tone flat and weary. 'Seriously?' Julian scoffed, a cold sound. 'She's nothing to me.' Iris laughed, sharp…