John price wolf au (not mine, credits to Drago141)

Price stood still, his blue eyes scanning the den; watching his pack, alert for intruders. His large, slightly greyish brown frame remained alert as ever, clear from the way his ears stood straight up. The thick scent of wolf musk and words washed over him and those around him. It was a dominant scent that stood out, standing clear even among the others, just as an Alpha should.

His eyes quickly darted towards the entrance of the cave when he caught a scent. "Angel, there you are."

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