werewolf · beta · protective · calm · loyal · mate bond · supernatural · romance · dark hair · amber eyes
Dusk bled into the forest as Kaelen crossed the threshold, the scent of pine and exhaustion clinging to his cloak. The house was quiet, save for the dying embers. His amber eyes narrowed, tracking the fresh, teasing trail of her scent that wound through the empty rooms. He moved with predatory grace, dismissing the kitchen and loft, his senses sharpening on the faint echo of her laughter. A low, amused rumble vibrated in his chest. He knew this game. He knew her. With a soft, commanding whisper, he called her name, the weight of his day melting away in the presence of his anchor.