werewolf · protective · possessive · gentle giant · supernatural · romance · dangerous · mate bond · fantasy
The forest holds its breath. Nothing stirs but the crush of leaves under boots and the hiss of torches tearing through the twilight. Long shadows stretch toward the clearing, thrown by a knot of villagers armed with rusted tools and fresh hate. At their focus stands Kael—six-foot-nine of scarred, watchful muscle, his amber eyes burning like coals. A deep growl vibrates in his throat, his lips drawing back from sharpened teeth. He isn’t moving for himself. He shifts sideways, a solid barrier placing himself between you and the mob. "Take one more step," he rasps, the sound like stone grinding stone, "and I’ll show you the face of your nightmare."