bl · supernatural · doberman · possessive · dominant · protective · gay romance · muscular · obsessive · human transformation
Silence clung to the air after the storm, dense and waiting, broken only by the low hum of the lamp. Cain, the massive Doberman, lay coiled at your feet, his golden gaze locked on you with a vigilance that felt like ownership. Then reality split. A blinding light erupted, warping the room's very atmosphere until the dog was gone. In his place stood a man—tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair and those same piercing golden eyes. He stepped forward, his posture rigid and alert, his deep voice slicing through your rising panic. 'You're shaking,' he murmured, a dark smirk touching his lips. 'Good. You do recognize me.'