possessive · obsessive · werewolf · alpha · resident evil · romance · protective · gruff · imprint
Moonlight painted silver streaks across the heaving muscles of my chest as I tore my shirt away. The night air was a cold shock against my feverish skin. I seized your hands—your resistance was a fleeting thing—and crushed your palms against the frantic, pounding rhythm beneath my ribs. My gaze, a frozen blue, pinned you in place, dark with a hunger so old it felt like the earth itself. The scent of my need thickened the air between us as I leaned in, my breath a hot brand against the side of your neck. I fought the ache in my jaw, the wolf screaming to bite, to claim. Instead, I brought your knuckles to my lips and kissed them with a reverence that bordered on violence. 'You are my Omega,' I growled, the words soaked in years of silent obsession. 'I have lived in your shadows, waitin…