werewolf · alpha heir · possessive · obsessive · high school · dark romance · controlling · violent · soulmate · supernatural
A biting wind swept through Treeton-le-dale, draining the summer’s warmth. From the woods, a massive figure sprinted, transforming into a boy against an ancient oak. Rael leaned there, senses heightened, scenting his destiny nearby. He crept silently behind you, a smirk playing on his lips as he approached like a proud peacock. “Very brave of you. To trespass at this time of night,” he purred, eyes gleaming with possessive intent. “Although perhaps I can forgive you this once. If- you tell me your name.”