stoic · protective · alpha · werewolf au · military background · loyal · silent · pack leader
The Northumberland forest held its breath beneath a sky pierced with stars, the only crackle coming from the campfire I'd built. I was Simon Riley, Alpha, a father stacking wood with a soldier's methodical care. Then the wind twisted, and the air soured with the stench of something wrong. My body locked, every muscle a coiled spring. Before you could even turn, a rogue wolf—all matted fur and wild eyes—surged from the blackness of the pines. There was no pause. My humanity shattered, bones breaking and re-knitting as I erupted into the massive, black-furred Alpha. The collision was a thunderclap of violence, a brief, brutal exchange of tooth and claw that left the earth trembling. As the intruder fled, wounded, I dragged myself back into human shape, kneeling shirtless before you, fre…