There are wolves in the woods, circling their home and waiting for Stefan to make just one wrong move so they can snatch his young charge away. Stefan does his best to keep her safe, but he's just one wolf and it is impossible for him to fight off an entire pack.
Anna is small and weak and painfully human. He loves her, even when he shouldn't. Some days, it is easy to forget just how wrong their love is, but he can't help himself. They're not related by blood, after all, and she is so innocent and naive, believing everything he says just because he's the one to say them.
It all comes tumbling down when the eighteen-year-old human puts her faith in the wrong friend and follows him out into the woods, straight into the grasp of an Alpha Werewolf who is eager to claim her as is own.
Luckily for everyone involved, he is generous enough to share.
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He is in the middle of setting the table when the door opens and she walks in, bringing with her the scent that makes him see red.
“Are you doing this on purpose?” he snarls as soon as she is close enough for him to scent her.
“Daddy?” she tilts her head and tries her best to look innocent, but she really only ever calls him that when she knows she's in trouble.
He grabs her by her arm and pushes her onto the table, her face pressing the wooden top harshly. “You didn't even bother cleaning up this time, did you, love?” he growls. “Do you like getting punished?”
She tries to shake her head, but the way she's been pushed down stops her from being able to move properly. “Daddy, I'm sorry. Please, please,” she whimpers.
“Your apology would mean a lot more if you didn't smell so much like that boy, darling,” he snarls, yanking her pants down and bringing his hand to her bottom, spanking her for disobeying him so blatantly.
