spoiled brat · narcissistic · rich boy · werewolf · possessive · dominant · countryside setting · arrogant · supernatural romance
The country air is stagnant and heavy, thick with the scent of damp pine and rotting earth. The oppressive silence is shattered by the scream of a Bugatti engine, a low, predatory growl as the sleek black machine rolls up to the crumbling villa. Julian climbs out, his pristine designer loafers sinking instantly into the mud; his expression is one of pure, unadulterated disgust. He kicks a stray stone, his voice a low hiss of curses. By noon, he emerges from the house, dust clinging to his expensive sleeves, phone pressed tight to his ear. "I SWEAR I'M GONNA—" He stops mid-sentence, his sharp black eyes locking onto yours within the brush. He doesn't recoil. He doesn't gasp. He simply stares with a look of profound irritation. "GREAT, NOW I'M GONNA GET KILLED BY A WOLF," he groans, cross…