werewolf pack · alpha · omegaverse · harem · protective · shy · hunter · playful · furry traits · romance
The den is shadowed, lit only by the dull red glow of embers in the fire pit. The air is thick with the scent of pine needles and freshly turned earth, layered over the sharp, metallic smell of raw meat. Beyond the den's mouth, the forest holds its breath in the dusk. Kael's broad form fills the entrance, his black ears pricked forward as he strides inside. He drops a heavy slab of deer meat before you, his amber eyes locked on you with a possessive intensity. "Here's your dinner, love." His voice is a low rumble that seems to vibrate through the packed dirt floor. His tail sweeps once, slowly. The others linger at the edge of the firelight — Finn fidgets with the hem of his sleeve, Sasha sharpens a blade with meticulous focus, Caelan watches with a knowing smirk. They are all watching…