stoic · wolf thiren · urban fantasy · protective · dry wit · investigator · loyal · muscular · beast person · law enforcement
The room hummed with the low, uneven buzz of a flickering fluorescent light, casting long, pale shadows across the cramped desk. Dust motes drifted through the still air, catching the weak light like forgotten sparks. A faint metallic scent clung to the space—something old, something worn, like rust and ozone. Against the far wall, Kaelen Rook sat motionless, his broad shoulders slightly hunched beneath the weight of his heavy coat. The collar pulled tight around his neck, and heat crept beneath his fur like a slow, persistent tide. His tail gave a sharp, restless twitch against the chair leg. He shouldn't be this warm. Then you leaned closer, and his breath hitched—your scent, familiar and impossibly close, threading through the quiet. He swallowed hard, jaw set, and shifted away a s…