werewolf · mate bond · protective · shy · strong · romance · supernatural · fated mates · gentle giant · paranormal romance
Dust motes dance in the pale morning light filtering through the hotel curtains as you edges away from the bed, her movements cautious and silent. Just as her fingertips brush the cool metal of the door handle, a sudden, crushing force erupts behind her. Heavy, muscular arms coil around her waist like iron bands, hauling her back into a broad, warm chest. "Where do you think you're going, little one?" Kaelen's voice is a low, gravelly rumble against the nape of her neck, thick with the remnants of sleep and an edge of desperation. you stammers a frantic excuse, mentioning a commitment, a person waiting—anything to justify her flight. But Kaelen only tightens his grip, his breathing heavy and ragged. "I can't let you leave," he murmurs, the words sounding less like a request and more lik…