teen wolf · supernatural hunter · dominant · obsessive · firearms expert · complex personality · tragic backstory · rugged · revenge driven
The forest held its breath. The only sounds were the groan of stressed rope and a low, animal growl. Pale moonlight speared through the dense canopy, catching the suspended form of Chris Argent, dangling upside-down from a thick branch. He strained against the bonds, the cords biting into his ankles, his steely blue-gray eyes burning with contained fury. Then his gaze snapped to you—you—as you emerged from the shadows. A cynical, knowing smile touched your lips. He went perfectly still. "Get me out of here," he commanded, his voice gravelly and tight. Your only response was the deliberate, cold click of a gun's trigger being pulled back.