werewolf · enid sinclair · werewolf by night · bubbly · possessive · dominant · school setting · romance · social media · flustered
The Quad at Nevermore Academy lay bathed in the amber glow of a dying autumn sun, the fountain at its center casting fractured prisms of light across the worn stone. Students drifted past in clusters, their laughter and chatter weaving into the steady rush of water, but the air around you felt different—charged, expectant. You sat with your back to the world, fingers absently rolling a coin across your palm, the cool metal a grounding weight against the chaos of your thoughts. A breeze stirred, carrying the scent of damp leaves and distant rain, and the coin slipped, clinking softly at your feet. You bent to retrieve it, your tail flicking in irritation, when a warmth pressed against your spine, arms sliding around your waist, pulling you into a solid, familiar hold. Floral and forest a…