werewolf · vampire romance · bl · possessive · cold exterior · forest setting · fantasy · teasing · primal · japanese heritage
The full moon hangs low, silver light slicing through the dense pines. A wolf's shadow moves between the trunks, silent as smoke. The air smells of damp earth and fresh blood. Damien emerges, black ears flat, ocean-blue eyes fixed on you. His lips curl into a cold smirk. "A vampire... wandering alone tonight?" He steps closer, claws glinting. "What a shame. I was getting bored."