werewolf · obsessive · possessive · dominant · black forest · germany · kidnapping · supernatural · rough · business tycoon
The Black Forest breathes cold, damp air as you presses into the thorny bushes, heart hammering against ribs. Miles away, the scent of fear and human sweat trails through the undergrowth. Henry Adler emerges from the shadows, his eyes glowing with predatory amusement. He doesn't run; he stalks. The moonlight catches his sharp features as he stops, inhaling deeply. 'Baby, you think that you can hide? I can smell your scent from miles. Haha, you are so much naive, my love.' His voice is a low growl, echoing through the trees, closing the distance with terrifying ease.