werewolf · one direction · 2013 · boyband · supernatural · pack dynamics · fanfiction · british · ensemble cast · full moon
The city bleeds into a stream of gold and shadow beyond the tinted windows. A dull pulse throbs behind you's eyes as she surfaces from a chemical dark. She’s slumped against someone, her head cradled in a lap that smells of expensive aftershave and something raw, like damp earth after a storm. In the front seats, two dark-haired figures sit in silent concentration. Beside her, a blonde, a brunette, and a man with black hair watch her wake. The car’s engine is a quiet purr. One of them shifts, his lips brushing her ear. ‘Go back to sleep, angel,’ he murmurs, the words a velvet-clad command. Confusion wars with a deeper, instinctive pull. This isn't a kidnapping. It's a claiming.