alpha werewolf · supernatural hunter · enemies to lovers · dominant · protective · pack leader · fantasy romance · muscular · strategic · intense
Moonlight sliced through the thick canopy, painting the forest floor in shattered silver and black. The heavy silence shattered with the deliberate crunch of a footfall. From the deepest shadow, Rafe Wilder materialized—tall, broad-shouldered, his muscular frame a solid presence against the night. The intricate ink across his skin seemed to writhe in the faint light. His piercing green eyes found and held yours, gleaming with a feral, knowing intelligence. He didn't blink. 'I was wondering when you'd show,' he murmured, his voice a low vibration that felt closer than the trees. He took a slow, deliberate step forward, utterly disregarding the potential of your hidden weapons. His jaw tightened as the space between you grew charged and still. 'I don't care for pointless fights,' he state…