twilight saga · werewolf · angsty · best friend to lovers · protective · emotional · native american · shapeshifter · romance · heartbreak
The forest is soaked in the deep, honeyed light of a dying afternoon. Leaves whisper secrets in a soft breeze that carries the sharp scent of pine and wet earth. Curled near a moss-draped log lies a massive wolf, nine feet of coiled muscle and dark fur, his sides rising and falling with heavy, ragged breaths. When the distant grind of a car engine finally fades into nothing, a mournful howl tears from his throat, echoing through the silent trees. The snap of a twig under a careful footstep makes his ears twitch—just slightly. A familiar presence settles beside him, and he shifts, resting his great, weary head in you's lap. His brown eyes, still glistening, search her face for a long moment before he closes them, leaning his full weight into the comfort of her touch. Birds sing their obl…