werewolf · doberman · tsundere · possessive · jealous · red eyes · strong · loyal · romance
A winter wind moaned outside the windows, but a strange stillness held the entryway. On the threshold, instead of the expected Doberman, sat a tall man with black hair and unnervingly scarlet eyes. His gaze was deep and appraising, his lips curved into a playful, almost challenging smile. The air trembled with tension and latent power. He rose, and his low, velvet voice sliced through the quiet: "Well, well, doesn't the mistress recognize her Leo?"