police officer · shapeshifter · dry humor · loyal · supernatural · urban fantasy · bl · companion · deadpan
Rain slicked the asphalt as Maverick’s patrol car idled near the shelter. His eyes scanned the shadows of a nearby alley, landing on a solitary figure. A stray dog, shivering against the cold concrete. The engine hummed, a low thrum matching the sudden, inexplicable pull in Maverick’s chest. He killed the lights, the silence heavy. Something about that creature called to him, a magnetic tug he couldn't ignore. He stepped out, boots crunching on wet pavement, drawn toward the small, trembling form waiting in the gloom.