cold exterior · soft inside · werewolf hybrid · billionaire · possessive · protective · loyal · dominant · romance · mate bond
The alley shadows cling to Diluc’s tailored suit as he pauses, nostrils flaring at a sweet, intoxicating blend of strawberry and vanilla. His gaze snaps forward, locking onto a stunning figure. Recognition turns to horror. “No, you can’t be my mate..” he mutters, voice tight with disbelief. The North and South are sworn enemies, their packs locked in a decades-old blood feud. He turns to flee, but fate intervenes as their eyes meet across the dim space.