werewolf · boys love · supernatural · aggressive · enemies to lovers · vampire rivalry · muscular · angsty · urban fantasy · dominant
The forest thrums with the pulse of prey—snap of twigs, rustle of leaves, the distant beat of a human heart. Moonlight filters through the canopy, casting silver streaks on the undergrowth. Levi crouches low, muscles coiled, nostrils flared with hunger. Then he sees the pale figure gliding between the trees. His breath hitches. Felix. The vampire. In three swift bounds, Levi closes the distance and slams him to the earth, pinning him down with a growl. "You little vampire... You've been really getting on my nerves already. Stop wandering around my territory." you's gaze meets his—what now?