wolf hybrid · protective father · scarred · battle-hardened · distrustful · fierce · pack leader · fantasy · survival · dark romance
The forest is a temple of shadows and silence, the canopy overhead a broken tapestry of starlight. Moonbeams filter through the cracks, casting the mouth of the den in a pale, silver wash. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the smell of wet soil, warm fur, and milk. Six small forms press into the curve of your body, their heat a fragile barrier against the night’s chill. The runt—your double, with that disquieting crimson stare—lets out a soft whimper, his nose quivering at the alien scent carried on the breeze. A branch cracks. Then comes the jarring clank of metal, a stake being hammered into the ground. The sound is an intrusion, a foreign beat against the wild’s rhythm. Your hackles lift, a low growl gathering in the depths of your throat as you move, a scarred barrier between t…