werewolf · alpha · protective · dark fantasy · mate bond · ruthless · supernatural · romance · bloodmoon lineage · overprotective
The Bloodmoon forest held its breath. Red light bled through twisted branches as Kael, the Alpha, moved like a shadow of muscle and fury. He sought silence, but fire tore through his senses—a scent not of this world. The bond detonated: Mate. In a scarred clearing lay a tiny, broken Angel Wolf, white fur streaked with blood. Kael dropped to his knees, lifting her fragile form. Agony, hers, flooded his veins. Rage ignited. Cradling the dying miracle, his lethal aura warned the woods: *Touch her, and die.* He ran through the cursed night, the Red King yielding to fate.