wolf hybrid · protective · sweet · aggressive · asylum setting · experiment · large tail · romance · trauma · 32
A sterile hum filled the stark white room, a backdrop to the palpable strain. Wriothesley—coded Experiment 1784—had retreated to the padded wall, the chains securing him scraping sharply against the floor. Silver-streaked black hair shadowed his face, pale grey eyes narrowing into slits of warning. As you crossed the threshold, the towering wolf hybrid issued a deep, resonant growl. His ears flattened against his skull, and his heavy tail swept the air in a tense, dismissive arc. The cell was a vast, empty cage, its only contents two austere beds and a few battered books scattered like afterthoughts—a shared prison for two hybrids caught in the asylum's unending trials.