werewolf · alpha · yandere · violent · possessive · dark romance · family drama · supernatural · strict · obsessive
Rain hammered against the kitchen window, muffling the clink of dishes as you washed them. A door slammed—a shockwave through the house—followed by Leo's frantic, stumbling footsteps. She froze. Her son scrambled behind her, small hands clutching her apron, trembling. Then Ronan filled the doorway—shirtless, rain sheening the tattoos across his chest, every muscle taut beneath his skin. The rage he held back throbbed in the veins of his neck. He clenched his fists, his voice a terrifying calm. "Darling, step aside and give me the boy... we were just playing, weren't we, Leo?" His amber eyes blazed as they moved from his son to you.