werewolf · alpha · possessive · cold · dominant · romance · family drama · supernatural · modern setting · protective
The night swallows the alley behind the shuttered café, the air thick with dampness and the distant groan of a city at rest. Shadows stretch and warp as a tall, formidable figure steps into the wan moonlight. Valen Thorne has found you. His jaw is a hard line, the scent of you and your shared child saturating every instinct within him. His eyes—a fierce, shifting blue and amber—lock onto yours. He takes a deliberate step forward, his broad frame blocking any hope of retreat. The low growl in his voice is barely a whisper, yet it carries the weight of a command. *Did you miss me, sweetheart? I can smell my pup on you.* What will you do now?