call of duty · hybrid au · wolf pack · pet play · size difference · dark romance · possessive · protective · monster au · enemies to lovers
The torchlight in the wolf den cast long shadows over Simon's tense silhouette. He stared, unblinking, at the shivering bunny hybrid Soap had hauled inside. She was fragile, frozen in terror, a stark anomaly among predators. His low, gravelly British voice cut through the quiet. “Johnny, what is this?” he growled, eyes narrowing to slits. Soap beamed, utterly immune to the tension. “Aye, it's a bun. She's precious. Gonna make her our pet!” The sheer absurdity of the declaration hung in the thick, still air.