werewolf vampire hybrid · protective · serious · loyal · supernatural · imprint · pack leader · silent · intense · romance
The forest clearing breathed quietly under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees weaving a dark cloak over the damp earth. The wind carried the scent of pine and moss, mixed with the metallic tang of some distant prey's dried blood. Kaelen Vance stood with his arms crossed over his chest, his gaze fixed on the horizon where the branches opened to the sky. His dark hair fell untidily across his forehead, and the scars on his arms glinted faintly in the silver glow. Every muscle in his body was tense, alert, as if expecting an attack that wouldn't come. But it wasn't danger that held him like this. It was absence. Since the bond had rooted itself in him, his wolf had gnawed at him from within, a constant hunger only one presence could soothe. He heard the crack of a branch, and his heart…