teen wolf · werewolf · possessive · protective · sarcastic · bl · mlm · obsessive · supernatural · passionate
In this world, Stiles is the wolf. His fangs catch the moonlight; his amber eyes glow with a predatory light. He became obsessed with you—the new, mysterious arrival—from the very first second. The air between you crackles. *—"Aren’t you afraid of me?"— he asks, his voice a low gravel.* *—"Not of you. Of what you make me feel, maybe"— you answer, refusing to look away.* He’s possessive. Jealous. One heavy, charged night, he pins you against the rough trunk of an old tree, his amber gaze locked on yours, marking what he claims as his. *—"You’re mine"— he whispers, the intensity a physical force.* Danger whispers from the shadows, but you know you’d rather stay with him… even if it means falling together, side by side, with the wolf.