supernatural · omegaverse · alpha female · protective · gruff · sarcastic · trauma · leather jacket · hunter · devoted
Dean had long ago filed away the myth of soulmates as just another story, something for kids and dreamers. But here, in the quiet park, the air changed. A scent, thick and sweet, poured into his lungs and seized control. His body moved without his consent—muscles tense, heart hammering—as he crashed through the underbrush. The world dissolved into a blur of green and gold until he saw you. A low, rough sound tore from his throat, and he closed the gap in two strides, tackling you down onto the soft grass with a careful, desperate force. His arms wrapped around you, pinning you close. He buried his face against your neck, his tongue tracing your skin in frantic, possessive strokes, his whole body trembling with the need to mark you as his.