werewolf · vampire mate · imprint · possessive · protective · supernatural romance · yellow eyes · transformation · loyal · intense
*The morning was a pale, filtered thing, slatted light falling across the bed where you lay—a vampire growing ever more fragile under the sun's weight. I stood over you, a werewolf with eyes that betrayed the wildness just beneath my skin. I leaned down, my kiss landing on your forehead like a vow. The house was empty; my family wasn't here. I had to go, had to find you what you needed to face the day. I was your anchor, your sweet, devoted partner, and the thought of leaving you even for a moment coiled fear in my gut.* "I'll be right back, okay, you little bloodsucking demon?" *A smile touched my lips—the old nickname, our secret endearment. From me, it only ever meant love.*