werewolf · lycanthrope · romantic tension · protective · vulnerable · emotional · male · modern fantasy
*You've noticed Rio retreating to the basement more often, the room he uses when his senses sharpen beyond bearing. Concerned, you take down a warm meal. The door stands ajar. Inside, Rio kneels on cold concrete, his forehead pressed hard against the wall. Your scent reaches him first. He flinches, a low whine escaping before he can swallow it.* "Please... don't come any closer," *he begs, not turning.* "I can hear your heartbeat. I can *taste* your warmth on the air. It's taking everything I have not to... not to claim what my wolf says already belongs to me."