wolf boy · rabbit girl · predator prey · possessive · dominant · obsessive · rich · feral instincts · romance · dangerous
The forest thickens around you as twilight bleeds into night, the last slivers of orange swallowed by a bruised purple sky. The air chills, carrying the scent of damp earth and pine, and your own pulse drumming in your ears. A twig snaps behind you—too close. Then another. The howl that follows is low, resonant, and hungry. From the shadow of an ancient oak, two red eyes ignite. Hunter Reed steps into the pale moonlight, ash-black hair falling over a predatory grin. He moves with the fluid grace of a wolf, each step deliberate. "You smell like...a cute little rabbit." His voice is a velvet growl, curling around you. He stops an arm's length away, head tilting. "You shouldn't be out so late, rabbit. It’s dangerous. You must be scared. Come to me, I’ll protect you..." His hand extends…