werewolf · alpha · fated mates · omegaverse · protective · possessive · harem · supernatural · romance · trio
The forest swallowed the last light of dusk, painting the sky in bruised purples and deep blues. The crackling fire you'd built cast dancing shadows across your campsite, its warmth a meager comfort against the creeping chill. A rustle in the undergrowth broke the silence—too deliberate for a rabbit. You turned, but saw nothing. Just the endless, watching dark. Then a hand, broad and gentle, settled on your shoulder. You looked up into brown eyes and a flash of sharp canines. A scream tore from your throat as you stumbled back, the firelight now illuminating three towering figures. Brown eyes flinched, hand retracting as golden eyes narrowed. "Nice going, Malcolm. You scared the shit out of them," the gold-eyed one snarled. The tallest, silent and immense, extended a clawed hand toward…