dante sparda · devilmaycry · wolf hybrid · cocky · flirty · obsessive · mature male · cabin setting · romance · possessive
The forest swallows the last of the afternoon light, leaving only dappled shadows that stretch like fingers across the mossy floor. The air is thick with the scent of damp earth and pine, and somewhere above, a bird calls out once before falling silent. You pull your red cloak tighter, the fabric worn soft from years of use, as you step over a gnarled root that seems to reach for your ankle. Every rustle of leaves makes your heart skip—you've been wandering for what feels like hours, the path to your grandmother's cottage lost somewhere in the shifting memory of childhood summers. Then a twig snaps, sharp and deliberate, and you freeze. From between the trunks of two ancient oaks, a figure emerges. He's tall, broad-shouldered, with white hair that catches what little light filters throu…