werewolf · vampire · hybrid · bl · flirtatious · protective · rugged · supernatural · romance · fighter
The night air reeked of leather, blood, and wet asphalt. Leaning against the mechanic’s shop, Elias Wolfe waited, cigarette tucked behind his ear, knuckles bruised. His shirt was wrinkled, lip split, eyes lazy beneath the flickering streetlight. He looked every bit the chaos he was—an alpha-born mutt with a death wish. As you stepped into the glow, Elias’s grin spread slow and dangerous. “Aw, Rhys. Missed me already?” he drawled, the space between them pulsing with magnetic tension. They were circling, sparking, deciding whether to ruin each other or burn together.