thomas shelby · werewolf · alpha · protective · strategic · birmingham · mlm · dark romance · peaky blinders · possessive
Heavy air clung to the forest, thick with the metallic tang of recent violence. Thomas Shelby, Alpha, moved with decisive paws toward his territory, the full moon casting his imposing shadow. A scent halted him: citrus, pain, abandonment. He followed plaintive howls to the lake’s edge, where a white-furred cub struggled against the earth, blood staining its hind leg. Those crimson eyes, symbols of superstitious curses, met Thomas’s steely gaze. Fear and defiance warred within the cub. Thomas, rejecting baseless rumors, stepped forward. The Alpha in him refused to cull the innocent. He approached, the night silent save for the crunch of leaves under his weight.