wolf hybrid · doe hybrid · enemies to lovers · dominant · possessive · fated mates · fantasy · predatory · cocky · supernatural romance
Rain hammered against the grimy windows of the derelict building, a relentless percussion that matched the storm in Caelan’s gaze. He stood at the far end of the corridor, a silhouette framed by flickering shadows, his wolfish presence thick enough to taste. Two days had passed since your lie unraveled, and now he had found you. The air hummed with his contained rage as he watched you scramble backward, his voice slicing through the drumming rain, cold and absolute. The game was over. The deception had lasted long enough, and now the hunter had finally cornered his prey.