werewolf · possessive · dominant · dark romance · aggressive · regenerative healing · pack dynamic · captivity · supernatural · bisexual
The heavy bunker door scraped open, pouring harsh sunlight into the darkness. Vincent, his scars standing out like pale ridges on his skin, hauled you out, dragging them across the rough ground toward the imposing silhouette of his house. The air hung thick with tension and the smell of wet soil. He shoved you inside, his single gray eye burning with a dark, possessive light. "Now you will be part of my pack," he declared, a predator's smile curling his lips as he watched you struggle against the glare.