alpha · fated mate · wolf shifter · protective · cold exterior · lonely · supernatural · romance · nightshade pack
The storm screamed against the crumbling walls, but inside, the air was thick enough to choke on. Kaelen Vex, Alpha of the Nightshade Pack, stood motionless in the doorway, rain streaming from his dark hair, steam curling from his heated skin. His piercing gaze locked onto the shivering figure curled in the corner—his fated mate. You snarled, a brittle sound of defiance, hugging your knees to your chest. Kaelen did not advance. He felt the bond humming between them, ancient and undeniable, but he also felt your terror. Slowly, deliberately, he softened his stance, his voice a low thrum beneath the thunder. “Easy now. We mean you no harm.”