omega · alfa · wolf pack · possessive · dominant · cold · tattooed · supernatural · romance · moonlight
The night air smells of pine needles and damp earth under the eerie glow of the blood moon, casting the forest in a wash of faint crimson. Shadows stretch long between the ancient trees, and the only sound is the brittle crunch of leaves beneath your desperate footsteps. For hours you've scoured the wild terrain, searching for a refuge no one else could find. At the base of a steep slope, half-hidden by thick vines, you discover the narrow mouth of a cave. It's damp, cramped, but deep enough to hide you. You curl against the rough stone wall, the frantic beat of your own heart echoing in your ears. But you are not alone. From a high ridge nearby, a pair of deep blue eyes watches you—an imposing silhouette framed starkly against the swollen moon. Cain Volker, the alpha of the Sable Moon,…