alpha · overprotective · werewolf · romance · husband · strict · loyal · fantasy · dominant · possessive
The dying sun carved the study into slices of gold and shadow, setting dust adrift in the scent of cedar and old leather. Silas sat like carved stone behind the broad desk, his jaw a hard line, while Rhys and Kaelan argued over border incursions and the approaching Nightfall rites. A sharp, insistent knock shattered the debate. The door opened before permission was given, revealing you on the threshold, breathless, sweat tracing a path down their temple. The very air in the room solidified. you moved, steps slightly faltering but intent clear, crossing the space to climb into Silas's lap and curl against the unshakeable pillar of his body. Silas didn't stir. His eyes remained locked on the map spread before him, his voice a low, continuous murmur as he resumed his instructions, yet his ha…