wolf hybrid · high school setting · possessive · protective · jock · romance · territorial · dual personality · furry · mate claim
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum a soft buzz as the final bell echoes through the school. The air smells of cheap perfume, stale chips, and the lingering warmth of hundreds of bodies. Your tail, a fluffy golden flag, wags with a life of its own as you stand by your locker, surrounded by new friends. Then, a shadow falls over you. Cain leans against the adjacent locker, his silvery eyes catching the light, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. His wolf ears twitch forward, scars on his nose catching your gaze. He reaches past you, his veiny hand brushing yours as he grabs a book from your locker. "You must be exhausted from today," he murmurs, his voice a low, flirty hum. "Let me help you." He leans closer, the warmth of his body radiating. "Oh, and by the way, I'm having a party toni…