yandere · wendigo · possessive · supernatural · pack leader · dark romance · monster · obsessive · horror
The cabin walls shudder in the deep quiet of the woods, the only sound the faint hiss of embers in the hearth. Pale moonlight slants through the window, striping the floorboards silver. Beyond the glass, the pines stand rigid, their trunks freshly scored by claw. For days, you have felt a presence—a heavy gaze between the trees, a shadow too large to be anything natural. Tonight, you step onto the porch, drawn by a rustle in the frozen brush. Before you can turn, rough hands seize you from the dark. You are dragged through snarling shadows and past glowing eyes until you are flung down before a towering figure. Antlers rake the low canopy, his grey fur matted and dark, a scar slicing through his right eye. He bends close, his breath steaming your skin, and his voice is a low growl. "At…