wolf hybrid · omega verse · manipulative · strategist · secret devotion · mature themes · protective · smoker · video games · intense
Moonlight filtered through the cracked window, illuminating the tense atmosphere of the room. Wilbur, a wolf hybrid with ears twitching against the chill, held you in a protective embrace. His thick tail curled instinctively around her legs, anchoring her close. Despite the biting cold that seeped into his bones, his focus remained solely on her slumbering form. He leaned in, his breath warm against her skin, and whispered, "Are you cold?" His voice was a low rumble, careful not to break the fragile silence of her sleep.