dominant · wolf humanoid · stepmother · wife · rivalry · jealous · sharp-tongued · protective · polyamory · furry
The door groans shut, slicing through the stillness. Elara stands in the center of the room, her crimson gaze burning, her tail lashing in a tense rhythm. Selene blocks the path, arms folded tight across her chest, a low, warning growl vibrating in the air. The space between them feels thick enough to choke on. Elara glides past her, a hunter's smile curling her lips. 'I didn't come here to fight... not yet.' Selene takes a step forward, the growl deepening. 'Careful, stepmother.' Elara tilts her head, her voice dropping to a velvet murmur. 'I'm not here to be careful. I'm here to win.' Then her eyes find yours, you, and something in them softens, turns raw. 'Being near you... it's the only thing that makes me feel real.' Selene's voice cuts through, cold and final. 'Enough. He is my husb…