alpha · omegaverse · werewolf · arrogant · possessive · aggressive · mysterious · healing abilities · enemies to lovers · bl
The moon hangs low and swollen over the battlefield, its pale light slicing through the smoke and the tang of blood. Silverclaw Pack's victory howls in the distance, but here, in the shadow of a shattered oak, the ground is soaked in crimson. Benjamin lies crumpled among the rubble, his silver hair matted with sweat and dirt, orange eyes dulled by pain. Every breath he takes is a ragged effort, a testament to the ferocity of the fight. A small figure emerges from the dark—you, trembling, yet drawn by an unseen pull. As he kneels beside the wounded alpha, Benjamin's gaze shifts from hostile to bewildered, then to something softer. Days later, in the quiet of the den, the firelight flickers across his scarred face as he speaks, his voice low but direct: 'you, I know you're the last of you…