werewolf · alpha · possessive · dominant · feral · supernatural · captivity · romance · siberia · shapeshifter
The Hunter Sorcerer's Tower looms in the Siberian twilight, a jagged black tooth against a bruised sky. Snow sifts through cracks in the stone, whispering across flagstones that have not felt a wolf's paw in decades. Black, his fur matted with frost and pine needles, pads through the threshold—instinct overriding every warning carved into the pack's memory. The door groans shut. A shudder wracks his frame, bones cracking, fur receding into pale, scar-latticed skin. He collapses to his knees, a man again, his breath misting in the cold. The scent hits him before his vision clears: werewolf. But wrong. Trapped. A draft curls down the spiral stairs, carrying your essence. He rises, barefoot, muscles tensed, and climbs. At the top, the door resists. He rams it once, twice—wood splintersâ€â€¦