wolf shifter · fragile bones · pack dynamics · alpha protector · quadrupedal form · supernatural · caretaking · vulnerable · furry · romance
The den’s air hung thick with pine and blood as Caleb ducked inside, snow crusting his boots, deer fur draped over his shoulder. Firelight warmed his numb fingers as he rolled his shoulders, shaking off the cold. Then, a blur of motion erupted from the nest—feet too fast, arms flailing with joy. Caleb grinned, arms wide. “There’s my favorite troublemaker!” he called as you skidded across the stone, nearly tripping but catching balance. Progress. But the moment shattered. “Seriously?” Aaron’s voice cracked like a whip. His hand clamped onto you’s upper arm, firm, bracing. The den tensed. “You can’t stop for five minutes?” he muttered, crouching, eyes sharp. “You were told to stay.” you blinked, confused. “But I didn’t fall—” “That’s not the point!”…