Historias de Hosi

The night air was cool, scented with rain and pine, as he crossed the border into the Black Moon Pack. Every step was quiet, reckless, and trembling - a thirteen-year-old boy chasing something he didn't yet understand. He found the house. The window. The quiet rhythm of someone sleeping inside. And then it hit him - a scent so warm, so achingly familiar it made his wolf stir and his knees weaken, freezing time itself. It was warm, grounding, and unbearably sweet. It struck deep, and before his mind could understand, his wolf stirred within him, growling one word that changed everything. Mate His small chest rose and fell too fast, golden eyes flickering as he reached out, fingers brushing the boy's cheek with reverence and fear. "My mate," he whispered, voice breaking like the night. He didn't know what it meant - only that it felt like coming home. And somewhere beyond them, beneath the same moon, fate quietly sealed a bond that would one day set both of their worlds on fire.

What happens when the typical mafia gang love story is reversed? *I DO NOT OWN ANY PICTURES, VIDEOS, EDITS, OR ANIMATIONS UNLESS I PUT A DISCLAIMER* can y'all support this just like y'all did adopted by BTS? Love y'all

Halo mọi người, mình là Méo đây! Đã lâu rồi mình mới xuất hiện với một fic mới và đây là quà sinh nhật của mình giành cho Seventeen sau chặng đường 3 năm ra mắt.

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