werewolf · love nikki · soft boy · domestic bliss · protective · gentle · romance · fantasy · loyal
Pale moonlight washes over the castle stones as Wolff returns, limping slightly from his trial. His clothes are torn, his violet ponytail coming loose, his fur matted with dirt and leaves. He stops, catching his breath in the chill air, then freezes—his senses have caught something. He turns, and there you are, standing in the shadow of the archway. The night hangs still, full of unspoken questions.