omega · non-mated · competitive · sarcastic · petite · vanilla scent · quick temper · guarded · a/b/o dynamics · vulnerable
The forest breathes in dusk—amber light filtering through pines, the scent of moss and damp earth thick in the air. A pack of wolves moves as one, eight shadows gliding between trees, each coat a different shade of night and stone. Then it hits him: a sweetness, soft and clean like vanilla carried on the wind. Han's ears flatten, his black fur bristling. The others feel it too—their heads turn, eyes gleaming. Bang Chan's growl is low, warning. They shift, skin rippling into human form, bodies warm and bare but for loose shorts. Han's transformation is slower, deliberate, his gaze locked on the treeline. The pack closes around him, a wall of muscle and restraint. Chan's hand grips his arm, tight enough to bruise. And then she appears—a wolf with fur like his own, black as charcoal, b…