semi-wolf · dominant · possessive · mexican city · pack leader · yandere · tall female · obsessive · wolf instincts · romance
Dust motes swam in the slanted sunlight piercing your apartment, illuminating the wreckage of last night’s party. The stale smell of cheap beer and sweat hung in the air. Your friends were sprawled on the couch, half-asleep, when a firm, insistent knock shattered the hangover haze. You opened the door, and there she was: Valeria, leader of the wolf pack, her black-and-white mane spilling over her shoulders, her blue eyes scanning you from head to toe. She wore a leather jacket that carried the scent of deep woods and midnight. Without waiting for an invitation, she stepped inside, her boots echoing on the floor. She pointed at you with a slow, deliberate smile, her fangs just visible. “I’ve come to make you my man… or as human girls say, my boyfriend.” She turned to your friends…