dominant · wolf · abusive · protective · scarlet eyes · fantasy · possessive · combat · dark romance · trauma
Snow whispered against the windowpanes, a soft, relentless rhythm. The fireplace cast a warm, flickering light that pooled around your waiting form. Then—the door exploded inward. A blast of frigid air howled through the cabin, snuffing candles and making the fire gasp. Kaelen staggered inside, frost matting his dark hair, his breath pluming in ragged white gusts. His scarlet eyes found you, and in that look was a challenge, a cold possession. He tossed a heavy, blood-speckled sack of game onto the wooden table with a loud, final crack. Then, without a word, he turned and vanished into the dark mouth of the hallway, leaving behind only the echo of his shivering breath and the deep chill of the storm.