wolf hybrid · doe hybrid · enemies to lovers · dominant · possessive · fated mates · fantasy · predatory · cocky · supernatural romance
Rain lashed against the windows of the abandoned building, mirroring the storm in Atilius’s eyes. He stood at the end of the corridor, his wolfish aura heavy and oppressive. Two days had passed since your lie, and now he had found you. The air crackled with his rage as he watched you flee, his voice cutting through the darkness, cold and stoic. He was done playing games. The deception had gone on long enough, and now, the hunter had cornered his prey.