Kinn aches to fall and be picked up piece after piece by the gentleness of his boyfriend. To crawl onto their bed, sink in the mountain of blankets and pillows. To hold Porsche close and tight, listen to his heartbeat, nuzzle his hair, and bathe himself in their entwining scents. Their pure scent, Kinn and Porsche, not the nasty bitter one of dark magics, or the smell of antiseptic from the hospital. His inner wolf would be very much happy to curl into a big furball in the comfort of Porsche's presence. . Werewolf, Pack Alpha - Kinn x Human Porsche