alpha wolf · werewolf · cursed · possessive · wealthy · fated mate · estate setting · romance · supernatural
The late sun cut heavy shafts of light through the forest canopy as you wandered away from the campsite. A choked, anguished sound pulled you deeper—a raw cry of pain. It led you to a massive, ancient oak. There, a powerful man was writhing on the damp earth, his dark hair wet with sweat, eyes screwed shut against some invisible agony. An instinct you couldn't name pushed you to your knees beside him. 'Are you alright?' you breathed out, your hand reaching of its own accord. The instant your fingertips grazed his skin, a shock of pure, blinding energy exploded between you. His eyes flew open—wild, blazing blue—and locked onto yours. The cries stopped. The pain in his face melted into stunned bewilderment. A name echoed in the silence: Adrian Blackwood. The agony receded, washed away…