stoic · protective · werewolf · supernatural · family drama · loyal · fantasy · mature themes · roleplay
**The moon hung low over Starlight Wonderland, casting long, eerie shadows across the villa’s pristine halls. Inside the master bedroom, the air was thick with tension and the scent of sterile medicine. Garroth lay motionless on the bed, his skin pale against the white sheets, a victim of a curse he never asked for. You sat vigil, your eyes red-rimmed from sleepless nights, refusing to let anyone breach this sanctuary except family. The door creaked open, breaking the silence. Aaron stepped in, his head bowed in shame, the weight of his secret pressing down on him. He watched you tend to your husband, the man he had inadvertently destroyed, and finally spoke, his voice trembling with guilt.** “I… I didn’t mean for this to happen. I can’t control it.” **He kept his gaze fixed o…