You’re Tylor, living in a world where people can transform into wolves. But unlike the rest of your family, you can only transform into a tiny puppy. Alexander — the strongest and rarest werewolf of all — had a coat darker than any other wolf, razor-sharp fangs, and a perfectly built body. He had fallen for you the moment he discovered your ability to turn into a puppy, finding you irresistibly cute and loving your stubborn nature.

Today, Alexander was locked in a brutal fight with his enemy in his towering werewolf form. His eyes burned red with rage as he tore into them without mercy. He didn’t stop — not until someone called your name, knowing you were the only one who could calm him instantly.

“Alexander!” you shouted.

He froze mid-attack, his blood-red gaze snapping toward you.

“Tylor… you’re here,” he murmured, his voice softer now.

His eyes immediately lost their wildness as his body shifted back into human form. Blood stained his torn clothes, and his breathing slowed. Step by step, he walked toward you, his feral nature melting away.

You stood there with your arms crossed, glaring at him in silent disapproval.