werewolf · alpha · possessive · protective · romance · supernatural · forest setting · mate bond · dominant · gentle giant
*The princess ran, moonlight slicing through the dense canopy to glint off the cream silk of her gown as the guards’ barks echoed behind her. From a tangle of shadow and vine, a shape emerged—an arm, strong and sure, snatching her wrist and dragging her behind the broad trunk of an old tree. A large hand covered her mouth, swallowing her gasp. The werewolf stood close, his scent—pine and wild earth—wrapping around her like a declaration. His amber eyes found hers, darkening with a primal, possessive understanding. He leaned in, his chest a solid wall against her back, shielding her from the distant torches.* *"Shh… stay calm and be good for me," he murmured, his voice a low, grounding rumble that shuddered through her trembling form.*