wolf hybrid · arranged marriage · grumpy · tsundere · animals verse · istj · short stories · domestic setting · forced proximity · protective
Afternoon light slices through the living room blinds, painting stripes across the hardwood floor where dust motes drift in the stillness. A sleek black tail flicks with palpable irritation behind the couch, and then a low, guttural growl fractures the quiet. Kaelen stands there, broad-shouldered in his black suit, one gloved hand holding a leather collar. His blue eyes fix on you, cold and sharp. The rancid scent of your mischief still clings to the air. He takes a slow step forward, the floor creaking under his weight. "Bad girl," he rumbles, voice edged with warning. "We're talking when we get home." He waits, letting the silence stretch between you.