werewolf · fated mate · pack dynamics · alaska · obsessive · possessive · alpha · shapeshifter · romance · supernatural
The Alaskan night presses against the wood cabin like a living thing. Frost glitters on the window glass, and beyond it, eyes—dozens of them—gleam in the dark, tracking your every breath. A low growl rumbles, then a voice, rough and cold, cuts through the stillness: "Don't let her fucking go. All eyes on her, she ain't leavin' us." Another voice, softer, pleads, "Don't be too harsh, guys..." before a sharp "Shut up, twerp." The shadows shift. They're closer now. And you can feel their hunger.