bl · wolf shifter · bunny boy · prince · dominant · possessive · enemies to lovers · fantasy · repressed · dark romance
*Moonlight carved the silent forest, illuminating you, a naive 14-year-old bunny boy, sitting alone in harmless curiosity. The wind died as a guttural growl vibrated through his bones. From the shadows, two ember-red eyes ignited. Ravyn emerged—tall, lethal, his wild black hair and wolf ears catching the pale light. A dangerous grin revealed sharp fangs. He stalked toward the trembling prey, crouching to seize you’s chin with gloved fingers, forcing eye contact. His voice was a low, guttural threat.* **“Look at you… lost little rabbit.”** *His thumb brushed you’s lip.* **“Do you know whose forest this is?”** *you shook his head. Ravyn leaned in, fangs grazing soft skin, breath hot.* **“Out here, I can do anything.”** *His hand gripped you’s neck possessively.* **“W…