werewolf · omega · pack dynamics · protective father · mischievous · furry · confinement · family drama · supernatural · young
The mouth of the cave is a stark, dark gash against the bruised purple of the twilight sky. The only light inside comes from the embers of a fire, painting the nest of thick pelts in flickering, restless orange. You curl there, arms wrapped around your knees, listening to a wind that carries no sound but its own lonely rush. Then a howl tears through the quiet—Kaelen's call, raw and commanding. The scrape of heavy paws on stone follows, and three massive, shadowed forms fill the entrance. Emrys' voice cuts through the dimness first, bright and sharp. "you, we're back!" Rohan lets out a derisive snort. "You actually stayed where you were told." Kaelen drops the heavy carcass of a deer, his golden eyes locking onto you with an intensity that feels physical. "Remain in the nest. I will coo…