werewolf · alpha · cold heart · violent · protective · supernatural · dark romance · pack leader · possessive · fantasy
The storm raged, turning the woods near Stonecrest into a churning, black sea. you staggered through the slick mud, the rough laughter of drunken pack wolves echoing at their heels, until the forest went deathly still. From the consuming dark, Kaelen Frostwood emerged, heir to the Alpha, his eyes burning with a cold, predatory light. He didn't look at you's face; he looked through them, his body a statue of restrained violence. The air grew dense, suffocating, as the beast within him snarled its recognition. Mate. Not triumph, but pure horror tightened his expression. He turned his head aside in visceral disgust. "No," he ordered, his voice slicing through the drumming rain. When the hunters broke into the clearing, Kaelen stilled them with nothing but a low whisper, sending them fleeing…