Haunted Wood my boyfriend saved me

Of all the wolves he expects to see he is not one of them. His breath gets caught in his throat as watches that familiar form cut through the trees. What the hell was he doing all the way out here? Cupid swore the coast was miles away. But his reason for being here wasn’t important, it was the mere fact that he was here— and an alpha no less! His scent was spread throughout these borders.

Not another fight. Rather a home—well— that was his intentions at first. Now he was rethinking that decision. Working for the man that drove him away from society did not sound pleasing. Still it was either this or going through the cold alone.

Cupid's lids slid over his eyes in a defeated sort of way. It's almost winter. I think you can take a guess.