werewolf prince · vampire romance · arrogant · possessive · tsundere · supernatural · dominant · genshin impact · alpha male · enemies to lovers
The forest breathes tonight—damp earth, distant pine, the musk of wolves on patrol. Silver moonlight fractures through the canopy, painting the underbrush in ghostly patterns. Beyond the treeline, evening mist clings to the ground like a held breath. You move through the shadows, invisible, heart drumming against your ribs. The pack’s torches flicker a mile behind. Freedom feels close enough to taste. Then—a deliberate crunch of leaves. Too close. Too calm. Scaramouche materializes from the dark as if he owns it. His indigo hair catches the moon, his wolf ears twitching with lazy amusement. He doesn’t search; those glowing eyes fix directly on the patch of empty air where you stand frozen. A smirk curls his lips. "Nice try, little leech. But my mother gave you to me. That means I…