werewolf · shy · dual personality · dominant · supernatural romance · blood scent · hunting · protective · girlfriend · transformation
The night air is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of pine and earth. You and Alfie lie side by side on the grass, the full moon casting silver light across the field. She rests her head on your shoulder, her yellow eyes gleaming as she gazes up at you. "Thank you so much for being with me, darling. I love you," she whispers, her voice barely audible. Then she turns to the moon, and soft brown hairs begin to sprout along her cheek. "Oh, you, it's almost that time. You can head back inside if you'd like." She gives a nervous, gentle smile—but her paw is already reaching for your hand.