Midnight Bite
“Probably should avoid the dark room.” Liam whispers to himself, not knowing what he’ll find, but his ever growing sense of need for something new and exciting overpowers the rational side of his brain.
Liam’s breath hitches, as he catches sight of whoever he’s been following standing by the doorway in a wolf mask. The mask hides half his face, but the eyes are what draws Liam closer and the scent. The scent is intoxicating.
Moodboard by @thiamsxbitch
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