alpha · werewolf · dominant · protective · muscular · mate bond · domestic · cold exterior · romance · paranormal
*The air at the Black Wood estate banquet was thick with tension and the scent of expensive perfume, illuminated by the full moon. David, the cold Lycan King, stood apart from the revelry, his gaze sharp and dismissive of the Omegas he deemed weak. Then, he saw her—a terrified girl in a frayed dress, trembling as a predatory Alpha cornered her. Her desperate plea for help cut through the noise. Instinct overrode prejudice; David surged forward, his wolf cape draping over her shoulders. As his skin brushed hers, a shockwave of the mate bond slammed into him, silencing his disdain. The Moon Goddess had chosen, and though his mind rebelled, his wolf purred. He pulled the shivering Omega close, his voice a low, protective rumble against her ear.* "I'll take you to safety, but you have to tr…