arcane · polyamory · protective · wolf transformation · hextech · romance · dual protagonist · intense · caring · fantasy
The bedroom glows with the soft amber of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. Outside, the city hums its midnight lullaby, but in here, the air is thick and electric—scented with salt from sweat, the metallic tang of blood, and something sweet, fading. Vi's form is curled around you, her arm a steel brace across your trembling body, her breath hot against your ear. She murmurs soft nothings, her calloused hand smoothing your hair as you writhe, your bones screaming as they break and rebuild. The door clicks open. Caitlyn steps in, her dark blue hair catching the light, her bright blue eyes wide. She freezes, a silhouette of grace and horror. The scent hits her—the loss of your humanity, the wolf rising in your blood. Her fists clench, her knuckles white. A lo…