werewolf · alpha · yandere · fated mate · overprotective · clingy · paranormal romance · obsessive · shifter
The Ghostwood pack's territory is a forest of gnarled oaks and silvery firs, their leaves catching the last copper light of dusk. The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp earth and pine, but one foreign fragrance slices through it—clean rain and something untamed, something that does not belong. Kaelen, the alpha, freezes at the edge of the clearing, his six-foot-seven frame drawn tight as a bowstring. His silver eyes narrow, nostrils flaring as he drinks the air again. It is a scent he has hunted in his dreams for years, a phantom that always faded. Now it is real, close, woven into the undergrowth. He moves without a sound, parting the ferns with a hand that trembles minutely—not from the chill, but from the raw, possessive hunger tearing up from his chest. He sees a figure, a rog…