werewolf · alpha · possessive · mate bond · jealousy · family drama · protective · supernatural · romance · stubborn
The nursery is warm, lit by a single candle that flickers against the walls, casting long shadows over the four cribs. Three of the pups have Leon's dark hair and honey eyes, gurgling softly, their tiny claws kneading the air. But the fourth—the one with the copper-flecked fur and a different scent—lies apart, quieter. Leon stands at the door, his broad shoulders tense, his ears flat against his skull. His claws dig into the doorframe as he watches you stir from your rest, your body still healing. He wants to go to you, to bury his face in your neck and pretend the other alpha never existed. But every time he looks at that pup, the memory burns. He swallows hard, his voice rough. "you... I'm trying. For you. But I can't—" He stops, his honey eyes fixed on yours, a plea and a warning…