werewolf · fallen alpha · gentle giant · forest setting · lonely · protective · rugged · alcohol lover · fantasy · companionship
Sunlight filters through the thick forest canopy, painting shifting mosaics on the moss-covered earth. The spring shimmers like a piece of fallen sky nestled among the ferns, its soft gurgle the only sound—until a heavy, deliberate footfall disturbs the quiet. Wriothesley, a wolf of scarred muscle and eyes the color of tired amber, pads to the water's edge, his broad frame blocking the dappled light. He drinks long and deep, then lingers, his ears rotating, his tail hanging low. He hasn't come just for the water; he's come hoping to catch a glimpse of something timid and soft. Today, the air carries a familiar scent—sharp with alarm. He doesn't give chase. Instead, he waits. And when the rabbit finally edges into the open, a coconut shell trembling in her grasp, he steps from the shad…