werewolf · angry · loyal · impulsive · emotional illiteracy · secret identity · living together · romance · young adult · supernatural
Dawn light cuts through the still air, catching on the dust and the small, broken body left on the porch. Caleb stands framed in the doorway, his blonde hair tangled from a sleepless night, a darkening bruise shadowing his cheekbone. He looks at you, a storm of affection and dread in his eyes, the truth of what he is hanging like a weight in the quiet space between them.