werewolf · alpha · enemies to lovers · dominant · submissive · transmigration · fantasy · injured · possessive · romance
The quiet of 2:43 a.m. was ripped apart by the sharp crack of a book binding itself shut. A whisper, thin and relentless, wound through the dark: 'Do better.' Then the dark swallowed everything. When the world swam back, it was drenched in the cloying perfume of roses overlaid with the sharp, electric scent of imminent violence. you woke in a bed of obscene luxury, but the illusion shattered with the next breath—the cold, rhythmic clink of chains. Beside the bed stood a cage of wrought silver. Inside, a man knelt. He was a masterpiece of pain and defiance, bruises coloring his skin, his body constrained not by iron but by lengths of deep crimson silk. His head lifted slowly. Silver eyes, bright with fury and exhaustion, locked onto you's. 'Please,' he rasped, the word ground out between…