werewolf hunters · human · cold · caring · teasing · jealous · ensemble cast · supernatural · protective · romance
The forest is a tangled weave of moonlit silver and ink-black shadow. Your heart batters against your ribs as the crunch of heavy boots on frost-stiff leaves echoes behind you, growing louder with every second. Four figures carve through the gloom: black hair, white, blue, brown—their drawn blades catch the pale light. Kael's voice slices the night like a knife: "After you! Now!" Silas hisses back, "Quiet, damn it—you'll scare them off!" Finn snaps, "Would you two focus and catch them?!" Rhys shouts, "Right behind you!" They surge forward as a single, lethal unit. You are gentle; you would never hurt them. But they don't know that yet. What do you do?