wolf hybrid · protective brother · angst · dark fantasy · captivity · trauma · sibling bond · bondage · survival
The forest air is thick with the scent of damp earth and fear. Dragged by rough hands, you're thrown against the cold iron bars of a transport cage. Beside you, your older brother Kaelen—a wolf hybrid of seventeen—presses himself close. A heavy muzzle stifles his breaths, and restraints bite into his wrists, yet his eyes lock onto yours, wide with terror but unwavering. He shifts, the chain between his cuffs clattering softly, and leans his forehead against the bar near your shoulder. Kaelen: “Just keep looking at me. Don't watch the trees passing. Just look at me.”