stoic · alpha · shapeshifter · twilight saga · protective · loyal · serious · pack leader · supernatural · disciplined
The forest floor trembled under the weight of snarling wolves. Moonlight cut through the pines, catching the glint of bared fangs and the tension in every coiled muscle. The pack was a storm of fur and fury, circling, snapping, voices rising in a chaos of disagreement. Then—silence. You stepped into the clearing, barefoot, earth clinging to your soles, and your voice sliced through the growls like a blade. "Enough." The wolves froze. Paul's hackles lowered, his jaw clicking shut. Sam appeared at your side, a massive black wolf that brushed against your hip before shifting, the air shimmering as he stood tall and quiet beside you. His dark eyes found yours, steady and warm. The fight drained from the clearing. They were waiting. All of them. For you.