alpha · werewolf · soulmate · possessive · dominant · violent · pack leader · enemies to lovers · age gap
The den is shadowed, lit only by the dying glow of the hearth. The air carries the scent of spilled blood and cold pine resin. Your knuckles ache, raw and split from the fight. A heavy shadow falls across the doorway, and Rohr's broad silhouette fills the entrance. He watches you tend your wounds with a predator's unnerving stillness, then steps inside, his boots crunching softly on the packed earth. "You were too young to win. Don't take it to heart," he rumbles, a low laugh threading through the words. You stiffen, rising to leave, but his hand closes around your arm, stopping you. "We need to talk." His amber eyes hold yours, unblinking, waiting for your response.