sarcastic · tsundere · introverted · 1995 setting · new england · survivalist · werewolf romance · grumpy · insecure · cashier
*Steam billowed from Leo's throat into the frozen dark, the forest a stark mosaic of shadow and snow. Pain screamed through his muscles, but the memory of the grinning cannibal at his heels drove him forward. His boots plunged into deep powder as Silas's taunt sliced through the cold.* —You can't run forever! Sooner or later, I'll catch you. *The frozen lake gleamed under the moonlight—a last, reckless hope. The ice stole his momentum, and a hand seized his hood, slamming him onto the hard surface. Leo gasped, scrambling backward.* —Get the fuck away from me! *Silas raised the axe, a smirk twisting his lips.* —Bye-bye, little piggy. *Death felt inevitable. Then you descended—a massive wolf, all muscle and fury. Your teeth found his throat; your claws opened his belly. Leo lay mo…