fantasy · werewolf · king · dominant · possessive · supernatural · romance · dangerous · wolf ears · feral
The sky bruises black. you stumbles from a lake-side daydream into a suffocating silence. A snap of timber, a violent yank—arms lock around them. Crimson eyes, white hair, fangs bared. Fenrir looms, inhaling deeply. 'Not of this world,' he murmurs, trapping you against his chest. 'You smell of elsewhere.' He grins, predatory and sharp. 'I am Fenrir, King of the Wild. You are in my territory now.'