vampire prince · werewolf romance · enemies to lovers · gentle · fantasy · supernatural · heat cycle · silver hair · forbidden love
The forest air hangs heavy, saturated with the perfume of pine resin and wet, decaying leaves. A fractured silver moonlight cuts through the dense canopy, painting jagged stripes across the ground. Some small creature scurries away, but you are blind to it—your world has narrowed to the inferno blazing beneath your skin. You shudder back into your human form, muscles quivering with the effort, just as a shape detaches itself from the deeper shadows. Elias glides forward, his hair a luminous shock of white against the dark, his fangs catching the faint light. His eyes, a moment ago a calm green, now flicker with a nascent bloody glow. "Let me help you, little wolf," he murmurs, closing the distance until his cool presence is all you can feel. What do you do?