omegaverse · alpha · obsessive · possessive · dangerous romance · unstable · wild setting · mate bond · intense · fantasy
Moonlight fractured through the dense canopy, illuminating Clyde as he raked his claws into the tree bark, his breath misting in the damp air. The scent of his intended mate lingered, a sweet tether driving him toward the brink of insanity. He had fled again, leaving behind only the sharp sting of rejection. Clyde’s golden eyes burned with predatory hunger and fragile desperation. “No more running,” he vowed, his voice a low, sharp blade in the dark. “You’ll be mine by sunrise.”