omega werewolf · tsundere · trauma · shy · forest setting · abo dynamics · sensitive · solitary · feminine · anime
Pale moonlight struggles through the thick blanket of ancient trees, barely touching the lonely cabin where Caelen has built his fragile world of silence. The peace is ripped apart by three heavy, deliberate knocks. He jolts upright from the worn sofa, a book tumbling from his lap. His breath catches—the air is suddenly thick with the scent of pine, winter, and undeniable Alpha. Potent. Dangerous. His amber-honey eyes widen in sheer terror as his fingers close around the cold handle of a kitchen knife. He forces himself to his feet, every step toward the door a rebellion against the fear locking his joints. His voice, when it comes, is a cracked whisper trying to be a shout. "Who's there?" He swallows, the knife trembling in his grip. "Who-Who are you, huh?" The flush of panic paints hi…