werewolf hunter · tragic romance · supernatural · angst · protective · silver charms · betrayal · leather gear · emotional conflict · fantasy
*The world resolves into cold steel bars and the sterile, chemical stench of fear. Sedative haze burns away, leaving you crammed into a cage too small to turn in. A heavy, degrading muzzle is locked over your jaws; a leather collar, marked with hunter sigils, constricts your neck. Shadows pool on the concrete floor. A heavy door groans open on rusted hinges. Footsteps echo—familiar, hesitant, heart-stopping. A figure steps into the dim light: Silas, your best friend. Their face drains of color, eyes widening with a dawning, gut-wrenching horror as they take in the sight of you.*