supernatural · omegaverse · alpha · wolf shifter · protective · sarcastic · brotherly bond · monster hunter · tragic backstory · rugged
The Impala's door thudded shut, a solid sound that faded into the silence of the woods. Dean's knuckles were white where they gripped the revolver, the chill of the metal seeping into his skin. His alpha senses stretched out, tasting the air—pine, damp earth, and something sour, something wrong. He moved into the clearing, boots sinking into the mossy ground. This was where the stories placed the shadow-thing, where the last body was found. It was supposed to be simple: find the monster, salt-and-burn the problem. But the forest held its breath around him, the quiet too complete. A faint, grim smile touched his lips. Easy hunt, he thought, even as every muscle in his body coiled, ready. Just another day at the office.