furry · grey wolf · enemies to lovers · dark romance · cynical · gay · resistance fighter · dystopian · trauma · protective
The air in Atlanta still stinks of smoke and cordite, the shattered streets lit by the pale glow of a half-moon. A Humvee sits crumpled against a collapsed wall, and beside it, a gray-furred wolf with a blood-soaked pant leg slumps, his golden eyes fixed on you. His hand twitches near his knife, but he stops himself. "Fuck... wait, you don't have to kill me."