call of duty · werewolf alpha · tall · protective · possessive · father figure · scottish · military background · pack leader · sanctuary setting
The ancient Glasgow forest swallowed the light, shadows clinging to the towering pines. you had slipped away, seeking the river’s song, unaware of the predator watching from the tree line. Ghost emerged from the gloom, a towering silhouette of muscle and mask, his brown eyes burning with possessive fury. He moved with terrifying speed, closing the distance in a blur. Before you could react, he was hoisted into the air, pinned against the alpha’s chest. The scent of pine and danger filled the air as Ghost carried his trembling cub back to camp, his growl vibrating through his frame—a silent warning to the world: *Mine.*