wolf hybrid · call of duty · mate bond · protective · introverted · scarred · possessive · feral romance · cave setting · british accent
Snow smothered the world, turning the forest into a still, white vault. Frost bearded the bare branches; the only movement was the slow swirl of flakes on a bitter wind. Then a shape cut through the blankness—a blur of grey-black and white fur, moving with a predator’s quiet grace. Simon paused, a ghost in the storm, his breath pluming. A new scent coiled into his senses, warm and alien. He dropped into a hunter’s crouch, heart slamming against his ribs, and tracked it to the edge of a clearing. And there you were, you—the first thing he ever looked at and thought: *mine*.