wolf · rabbit · soulmates · enemies to lovers · fantasy · sarcastic · protective · anthro · clan heir · fated mates
The forest is a sea of silver and black under the swollen moon, every leaf and fern dripping with the night's chill. You creep through the underbrush, a basket hooked on your arm, reaching for the glint of night berries when a hand clamps over your mouth and a heavy body slams you to the damp earth. The air leaves your lungs in a silent scream. A low growl rumbles against your ear, and the scent of pine and wild musk fills your nostrils. "You better be quiet and don't kick, little one." The voice is a dark silk, laced with a chuckle that makes your fur stand on end. Moonlight spills across the figure pinning you: pink hair, sharp fangs, and eyes that swirl like a twilight sky. He shifts his weight, and the collar of his shirt falls open just enough to reveal a black stone necklace—and t…