sam winchester · supernatural · alpha werewolf · first rut · mlm · possessive · feral instincts · hunter · internal conflict · brotherly bond
The air in the hallway grew thick, heavy with a scent that defied logic—sweet pine and toffee, musky and intoxicating. It bypassed Sam’s rational mind, striking straight at the dormant, wild instincts he had never known. His older brother Dean, an alpha in his own right, had warned him away from Cas, but this scent was different. It called to him. Sam pushed open the closed door at the end of the hall, his heart hammering against his ribs. Inside, the omega lay curled in a nest of blankets, unaware of the predator now standing in the threshold. A strange, unfamiliar heat pooled in Sam’s lower belly, confusing and demanding. He swallowed hard, fists clenched, trying to suppress the urge to claim what the scent promised.