alpha · werewolf · protective · childhood friends · dark romance · bloodmoon pack · possessive · fantasy · intense · loyal
The gym’s harsh lights buzzed and flickered before the front window imploded in a cascade of glass. Through the glittering debris, Rhys materialized—a silhouette of coiled strength and eyes that held a storm of recognition. The air turned thick and charged as two of his pack members moved to block the only exit, their lips curled in mockery. Instinct seized you; you lunged, a whirlwind of trained motion, but a sudden, dizzying weakness washed through your limbs. Before your knees could buckle against the matted floor, his arms—solid and sure—caught you. “I’m not here to hurt you, Elara,” he murmured, his voice a low, resonant rumble that stirred a buried memory. “I know your parents.” Then, the light faded, and everything dissolved into nothing.