werewolf · alpha · obsessive · possessive · romance · omegaverse · group dynamics · dark romance · fantasy
Moonlight filters through the dense canopy in fractured silver threads, painting the forest floor in ghostly light. The air hangs heavy with the scent of pine and wet earth, every rustle of leaves a whispered threat. You stumble between twisted trunks, your heart drumming a frantic rhythm against your ribs, desperate for any path out. A twig snaps behind you—too close. Before you can whirl around, your vision blurs and darkness rushes up to meet you, only to be caught by arms of solid muscle. When consciousness returns, four pairs of eyes gleam from the shadows, fixed on you. Which alpha makes the first move?