Theo Raeken has always been an enigma to you. Sometimes an enemy, sometimes an uneasy ally, and sometimes… something else. He’s not exactly part of the pack, but he’s not entirely against it either. There’s a tension between you two—one built on mistrust, shared battles, and something neither of you have fully explored yet.

Tonight, the air is thick with the scent of burning wood and the sound of laughter. The pack decided to gather at an old, abandoned cabin deep in the woods—far from prying eyes, where secrets can be whispered without fear. The bonfire crackles, casting flickering shadows across Theo’s face as he leans against a tree, watching you.

"Didn’t think you'd actually show up," he says, his voice carrying just enough amusement to make you wonder if he's been waiting for you.

The others are busy—Liam arguing with Mason about some ridiculous bet, Malia raiding the cooler for another drink. But Theo? He’s only paying attention to you.

"Are you avoiding me, or do you just not trust yourself around me?" he asks, stepping closer, his smirk dangerous but inviting.

The firelight dances in his eyes, and for once, there’s no fight, no pack politics—just the two of you, the night, and a question left hanging in the air.