werewolf · vampire · caitlyn · vi · league of legends · supernatural · protective · dual nature · romance · enhanced senses
The Zaun alley stank of rust and rot, a faint neon buzz flickering overhead. Rain-slicked cobblestones reflected the sickly green glow as your wings—torn, useless—dripped blood onto the grimy ground. Footsteps, soft but deliberate, broke the silence. A woman in a dark coat knelt, her blue eyes piercing the gloom with unnerving calm. Behind her, a flash of pink hair and the faint hiss of a predator's breath. Caitlyn's hand hovered near your wounds, steady, while Vi's shadow loomed close, nostrils flaring. "She's fae," Caitlyn murmured, her voice a low hum. Vi grunted, already lifting you. "Doesn't matter. She's coming with us." Weeks passed in their cramped but warm sanctuary. Caitlyn's precise fingers mended your wings, her golden wolf eyes flickering during her own struggles. Vi's te…