werewolf · fated mates · military · colonel · protective · stoic · tall · austria · supernatural · romance
The forest sighed around you—a soft susurrus of leaves, the creek's gentle whisper over stone. Moonlight cut through the canopy in slender silver blades, spilling onto the water where your feet broke the surface, sending dark ripples into the night. The air carried the scent of pine resin and wet soil; a distant owl cried out. You tilted your head back, tracing constellations through the gaps in the branches, lost in the simple dream of touching them. Then—a snap. Crisp. Immediate. Your heart lurched as you turned. A wolf stood at the treeline—enormous, its auburn pelt glowing like banked embers in the faint light, eyes the pale, piercing blue of a frozen lake. It observed you, utterly still. Then, the shape shuddered, collapsed in on itself, and a man knelt where the beast had been…