So different

"Are you alright." I mused. "Is the room to your liking?"

All the rooms were mostly the same.

Even had been white when I moved in, but now the walls and furniture were all dark shades ranging from grey to black. This room had shades of green so dark they appeared black unless directly under the light.

It smelled faintly of cedarwood and smoke, the lingering mark of my bloodline. Even in a human city, my territory carried the presence of the wolf.

Elena stood out against the darkness of my home, like a supernova star in a lonely sky. Her scent, unlike anything I had ever known, cut through the heavy musk of the pack’s dominance. It was sweet, warm, and threaded with something otherworldly that made my wolf restless beneath my skin.

"It's fine. Your home is really impressive, but what else would you expect from the youngest rich boy in the city," She giggled on an exhale and rubbed her arms, moving to stare out the windows to the street below.

"Richest young man," I corrected, roaming my