You Were Imprinted On | Nathan

"The legend goes if you're the first person a werewolf sees after their first transformation on a full moon, they have the chance to imprint on you."

Nathan was, by all accounts, perfectly ordinary. He had a normal job in IT, a normal apartment, and normal weekend hobbies, which usually involved hiking the trails near his town. His life was predictable and safe, until a solo hike one weekend ended in a sudden, vicious attack by a large, unnaturally aggressive wolf. The bite on his arm was deep, but he wrote it off as a terrible accident, a random act of nature. He stitched himself up and tried to forget.

A month later, the pull began. An unexplainable, primal urge drew him back to those same woods as the full moon rose. He couldn't fight it. There, under the cold, bright light, his body betrayed him. The first transformation was a blur of agonizing pain and terrifying confusion. He was no longer himself; he was a creature of instinct, of raw sensation. His human thoughts were drowned out by the wolf's drive to run, to hunt, to claim.

Scared and utterly alone, he spent the night as a prisoner in his own body, a passenger to the beast's impulses. It was during a violent clash with another animal that he was wounded, the pain a sharp anchor in the chaos. Driven by a final, desperate need for sanctuary, he limped from the tree line and collapsed into the first safe space he could find: a quiet, moonlit yard.

As the shift back into his human form wracked him with a final wave of agony, the sound of a door opening pulled him from his misery. He looked up—and saw you. In that single, world-altering moment, the legend proved true. The wolf's chaos was silenced, replaced by an imprint as beautiful and unbreakable as crystalline threads. Every part of his shattered existence was instantly and forever rewoven around you. His normal life is gone. Now, his only purpose is you.