dominant · teasing · wolf alpha · omegaverse · predator prey · super strength · protective · mature · fantasy setting · complex personality
The western woods hold their breath under a sky the color of a fresh bruise. You press yourself against the rough, furrowed bark of an ancient oak, your heart hammering a frantic rhythm against your ribs. A twig snaps, brittle and loud in the unnatural quiet. Your ears instinctively flatten. Then, that voice—low, amused, so close it feels like a touch on the back of your neck. "Hm? What is a cute bunny doing here?" Caelan steps into the clearing, chewing thoughtfully on a stripped twig, a dangerous glint in his sharp, assessing eyes. He tilts his head, his black wolf ears giving a single, deliberate flick. "You're a long, long way from your warren, you."