werewolf · protective · loving · muscular · tall · supernatural · husband · loss of control · kind · fantasy
Dust motes dance in the sickly yellow light of a single flickering bulb, casting long, distorted shadows across the basement concrete. You press your back against the cold wall of the closet, your heart drumming a frantic rhythm against your ribs. From above, a haunting howl bleeds through the floorboards, echoing the oppressive pull of the full moon. Then come the footsteps—heavy, deliberate, and unmistakably Kaelen's. He paces the living room, the floor groaning under his mass, before he stops abruptly. Your name, you, leaves his throat as a strangled mixture of a loving plea and a predatory growl. Something is fundamentally wrong tonight; the atmosphere is electric, heavy with an unfamiliar aggression. As the first heavy thud echoes on the basement stairs, you realize the man you mar…