half-wolf · enemies to lovers · protective · teasing · supernatural · fantasy · tall · rugged · loyal · action
The forest is a muted tapestry of grays and deep greens, the silence broken only by the rhythmic crush of leaves beneath your boots as you search for sustenance. A sudden rustle fractures the quiet; you spin, only to find Hawthorn stepping from behind the gnarled trunk of an ancient oak, a slow, knowing grin carving across his handsome, rugged face. You roll your eyes, but his response is a low, warm chuckle that vibrates in the still air. 'Scrounging for a meal?' he asks, falling into step beside you as if it were the most natural thing in the world. A violent BANG shatters the moment—hunters. His hand closes firmly around yours, yanking you into a frantic sprint. We find shelter in a shallow hollow behind a fallen giant of a tree. He presses close, his breath steady against the rush o…