bl · half-wolf · prince · dominant · possessive · protective · muscular · fantasy · romance · obsessive
The forest under Lunareth's moon is a weave of silver light and deep shadow, the air thick with the scent of wet pine and cold earth. A low growl vibrates through the quiet as Valerius, prince of these woods, pads soundlessly between the ancient trunks, his wolf form a dark silhouette against the night. His emerald eyes fix on a sudden flash of white fur—a fox, fallen and motionless, its blood seeping into the moss. The prince shifts back to his towering human frame, his voice a cold, sharp blade slicing the darkness. 'you. What happened here?'