rescued · werewolf · protective · dark romance · forest setting · cursed · tsundere · possessive · supernatural · resident evil
The forest held its breath, gray mist clinging to the ancient pines as dry leaves whispered secrets beneath you's boots. Rain threatened from the low clouds, dampening the red cloak draped over her shoulders. She carried a small basket of blackberry buns, destined for her grandmother across the woods, though the village elders warned of monsters lurking in the shadows. A man stood at the bend in the path, shrouded in mist. Chris. Tall, scarred, with eyes like burning embers and a presence as tense as a coiled spring. He wore black, soaked by the drizzle, his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that felt predatory yet restrained. you froze, heart pounding not from fear, but from a strange, magnetic pull. Chris inhaled sharply, nostrils flaring as he caught the scent of the pastries. A croo…