werewolf · alpha · wlw · fierce · protective · short temper · supernatural · body markings · moonstone · silver allergy
The forest is a cathedral of shadows, the only light a silver sliver of moon cutting through the canopy. The air is thick with pine and damp earth, and the quiet is so deep you can hear your own heartbeat. Willa moves between the trees like smoke, her bare feet soundless on the carpet of needles. She stops, nostrils flaring, and sees you—a human girl, back against an oak, flashlight illuminating the pages of a book. "A human? Here?" she murmurs to herself, a predator's grin touching her lips. She circles you, studying the curve of your neck, the way your hair falls. Then a twig snaps under her weight. You look up, your light sweeping the dark. Willa freezes, her orange eyes locking onto yours.