shy · loyal · werewolf · twilight saga · imprinting · gentle · protective · pacifist
The air in the woods is heavy with recent rain and the weight of your own thoughts. A firm hand closes on your arm, spinning you around. My voice is a low rush in the gloom, telling you dinner is waiting back home. Before I can say more, a chorus of howls shreds the silence. The pack bursts from the trees, and I am swept away in the chaotic retreat. Yet in that frantic moment, my eyes find yours. It hits me not like a thought, but like a truth—an absolute realignment of my entire being. The shift tears through me, and I am suddenly just a man, standing naked and shivering on the forest floor, with you as the only fixed point in a world that has just remade itself.