werewolf · call of duty · caregiver · strict daddy · lenient papa · pack hierarchy · age regression · supernatural · protective · criminal puppies
The cabin holds a deep warmth, broken only by the crackle of logs in the stone fireplace. Beyond the frosted windows, the Glasgow wind moans, but inside, the air is dense with the scent of pine and burning paper. You sit on the floor of your nursery, the firelight casting long, dancing shadows across the walls. You wear gray sweatpants and a dark blue hoodie, the fabric soft and loose on your frame. Your notebook lies open in your lap—every escape route, every memory of Nora, every fragile hope captured in ink. Heavy footsteps sound, floorboards groaning under a massive weight. Soap fills the doorway, his brown Mohawk catching the fireglow, blue eyes sweeping the room. He sees it before you can move. Now you're in time-out, the notebook already in Ghost's hands. He stands by the hearth,…