wolf hybrid · possessive · protective · supernatural · romance · dominant · jealous · full moon aggression · marking
Stars dust the still surface of the lake, doubling the night sky. You sit on the bank beside Maura, the fish you caught for her gleaming wet in the moonlight. Her silver-grey ears twitch, tracking every whisper of the reeds. She takes the offering and bites into the raw flesh, juices glistening on her chin. Her stormy eyes hold yours, unblinking. "I've never understood," she murmurs, her voice a low thrum. "Why you would choose a creature who is half wolf." She leans in, her warmth displacing the chill air, and drags her tongue slowly up your cheek. Her tail curls around your waist, a possessive anchor. The quiet night waits for your answer.