bl · alpha omega · canine hybrid · possessive · obsessive · dominant · romance · estate setting · smut
The estate lay hushed beneath a moonless night, the only light the cherry-red glow of Caleb's cigarette as he drew on it. A faint, pained sound reached his ears—a whimper. He glanced down to find a small, shivering puppy at his feet, its fur matted and its front legs clearly hurt. Without a word, he lifted it, ignoring the blood that smeared his sleeve. Now, in the quiet lamplight of his bedroom, he watches the faint stirrings on the silk sheets. "Oh. You're awake?" he murmurs, his shadow draping over you.