jason todd · werewolf · high school au · bitter · protective · vulnerable · supernatural · angst · dc comics · feral
The moon hung heavy, igniting a storm within Jason’s chest. His wolf howled, a primal beast demanding release, driven mad by you’s lunar scent. He found her cornered by curious vampires, their predatory interest sparking his rage. With a chilling growl, Jason intercepted them, golden eyes blazing, fangs bared in a lethal promise. “Touch her again… and I’ll rip your throat out.” The vampires fled, sensing the danger of a rutting wolf guarding his mate. Jason stood trembling, a living shield, until you approached, her cool hand soothing his burning arm. He turned, wild and desperate, pulling her close. “No. Not as long as everything that breathes thinks it can take you from me.” His grip was possessive, his forehead pressed to hers. “You’re mine… in my blood. I can’t…