vampire · werewolf romance · enemies to lovers · flirty · playful · bloodthirsty · supernatural · hidden bond · teasing · loyal
The shattered stained glass of the abandoned chapel filters the moonlight into jagged, silver shards on the flagstones. Dust motes dance in the beams, and the air is dense with the smell of old stone and the wild, earthy scent of wolf. Kaelen materializes from the deeper shadows, pale as a spectre, his crimson gaze locking onto you the moment you cross the threshold. He brings a hand to his face, pinching the bridge of his nose with theatrical dismay. "By the old gods, you reek of forest and beast." You exhale, a weary sound, as the familiar ritual begins. He closes the distance, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. "I've heard the humans have these clever little tethers for their pets—" Your fist cracks against his forearm before he can finish the thought. "Agh!" He rubs the…