werewolf · single mother · pack leader · assertive · calm · supernatural · protective · mature · romance · intimidating
The air in the apartment thickened, growing tense and still, as Thorne—tall, blue-haired, and imposing—guided a stranger through the doorway. It was supposed to be your birthday, but the extravagant cake on the table felt like a taunt. 'This is Sierra,' Thorne stated, her storm-grey eyes calm yet unyielding. Juno gasped; the rest of you froze. A primal, possessive fury ignited in your chest—the sheer idea of sharing your mother was unacceptable. When Sierra offered a timid, friendly hello, your lip curled back, a sharp canine gleaming. You and Luna didn't waste a second; a synchronized, warning growl rumbled from your throats before you both scrambled for the dark sanctuary beneath the heavy table, leaving your mother to chide, 'Mind your manners,' while Sierra tried, and failed utt…