werewolf · alpha · overprotective · possessive · pregnancy · dark romance · dominant · supernatural · pack leader · obsessive
The cave smelled of pine and smoke, the fire hissing as it ate through the logs. Shadows stretched and arched across the rough stone walls, painting the space in amber and black. Outside, the forest was a wall of silence—too still, as if the whole world knew better than to interrupt. Jackson and Talon stood like carved statues near the entrance, their eyes darting to Blade, who filled the center of the room with his presence. His back was to you, broad and scarred, the flickering light tracing the hard lines of his shoulders. When he turned, his golden eyes caught the flames—burning cold, burning old. They landed on you, then dropped to the swell of your belly, and something in his expression cracked, then hardened again. "You're not leaving this cave," he said, his voice a low rumble…