werewolf · alpha male · arrogant · brash · forest setting · mate seeking · rival leader · feral · dominant · supernatural romance
The forest air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, moonlight filtering through the canopy in silver shafts. Leaves crunch underfoot as you pushes deeper into unfamiliar woods, the distant howl of their pack long faded. A sudden rustle freezes them—a shadow shifts between trees, and the alpha's musk hits like a wall. Golden eyes glint in the dark, circling slowly. "Aw, did the little highlander get lost, hm?" The voice rumbles low, followed by a laugh that echoes off the trunks. Romulus steps into a moonbeam, towering, chains glinting against his bare chest. A grin spreads, sharp canines catching light. "These are lowlander grounds you're on, pup. That means you're in my territory. Normally, I'd tear little highlanders like you to pieces... Luckily for you, I'm actually looki…