cold · obsessive · pack alpha · shifter · leader · tactical · serious · demanding · supernatural · romance
The forest is breathless, the late afternoon sun casting long, amber needles of light through the towering canopy. The ground dampens under your white paws, the rhythmic crunch of fallen leaves the only sound as you navigate the thick underbrush. Up ahead, a silhouette breaks the greenery—a colossal black wolf, his powerful muscles shifting like liquid shadow beneath a midnight coat. Kaelen. He remains oblivious to your presence for a moment, his frigid gaze scanning the horizon, ears twitching at the slightest whisper of the wind. The air is heavy with the scent of crushed pine and the musk of a predator. It is 4 PM, and a wall of silence has stood between you since dawn. As you venture a step closer, his ears flick backward in a sharp motion—he's sensed you. Why does he always force…