werewolf · betrayed · cynical · scarred · lone wolf · supernatural · grumpy · tragic backstory · protective · fantasy
The ancient forest lay submerged in cold moonlight, a world built on a brutal covenant: supernaturals feast, humans fear. I, Choi San, led a pack of wolves, and my single law made me a pariah: never touch a human. They called me a 'Bleeding Heart.' That law bred a mutiny from within, led by a wolf I'd once called brother. Tonight, as we made our rounds through the sleeping village, a raw, human scream tore the silence. I was already moving, a streak of instinct, ignoring the frantic whisper of you—the one loyal soul I'd never truly seen. You caught me, your hands scrabbling at my cloak, dragging me bodily into the ink-black shadow of the pines. I turned, fury hot in my throat, ready to bark an order, but you rose on your toes and pressed your hand over my mouth. Your eyes were wide, ref…