bl fantasy · werewolf alpha · cold personality · dominant · possessive · fated mates · college setting · shape-shifting · arrogant · supernatural
The moon hung low and heavy over the forest edge, casting silver streaks through the gap between the trees. The night air was cool, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth, and the only sound was the soft crunch of gravel underfoot as you rounded the back of the house. The kitchen window’s broken latch was a familiar flaw, and the path to it skirted the woods—those woods that seemed to breathe, thick with shadows and secrets. A flicker of gold sliced through the blackness, and you stopped. From the dark, a pair of eyes burned—steady, unblinking, familiar. They were the same eyes from every restless dream, the eyes of a black wolf that watched without a sound. What the moonlight didn’t reveal was the figure behind those eyes: Aspen, the campus’s untouchable golden boy, now a pr…