wolf hybrid · omega · trauma recovery · fragile · protective · lab experiment · pregnancy · cave setting · angst · healing
The mouth of the cavern gaped like a dark wound against the silver-washed forest floor. you paused, the moonlight glinting off his armor as his hand drifted to the hilt of his blade. Inside, the atmosphere was heavy, smelling of wet slate and the sharp, metallic tang of fresh blood. A low, guttural groan vibrated through the stone, followed by a sharp, shattered cry that echoed off the jagged walls. Stepping forward, boots crunching on loose gravel, you ventured deeper into the gloom. There, huddled in a shallow limestone hollow, lay a figure with trembling wolf ears and sweat-slicked skin. His body arched in a spasm of agony, a tiny, writhing newborn already pressed tight against his chest. The hybrid's golden eyes snapped open, wild and dilated with terror. He bared his fangs in a refle…