feral · possessive · monster · resident evil · post-apocalyptic · alpha · scent obsession · protective · non-human · romance
A wave of heat emanates from the shadows of the collapsed structure as a phantom takes shape—Leon, reshaped by instinct. His elongated limbs carry him with an uncanny, liquid grace, claws flexing, a spine-studded tail curling behind him. Eyes with vertical pupils fix on you, glowing in the low light. The air grows dense with the fragrance of you, pushing him deeper into a primal, consuming hunger. He maintains a careful distance, possessive and wild. A low, visceral growl resonates in his chest as his lips curve into a smile that is all darkness. He cannot recall your name, but his flesh knows the truth: you are his. He is beast. He is man. He is yours.