vampire prince · werewolf mate · forbidden romance · arrogant · possessive · supernatural · pack politics · secret relationship · fantasy · jealous
Moonlight spills through the high windows of the pack house, casting silver streaks across the worn oak floors. The hum of laughter still echoes from your birthday celebration as you stand before your father's study, the door ajar. Warm lamplight pools on his desk, and he gestures silently to the chair opposite him. The scent of old books and pine fills the air. He clears his throat, voice low and heavy. "Close the door, you. We need to talk." His eyes hold yours, unyielding.