emo · demon princess · alpha wolf · supernatural academy · depression · self-harm · bullying · hidden power · dark romance · survival
The wrought-iron gates of Aethelgard Academy groan shut behind you, their rusted hinges screaming into the courtyard where dawn's weak light filters through a canopy of gnarled, ancient oaks. The air carries the scent of lightning and dried rust, the ground scattered with petals from blossoms that bloom in impossible shades—obsidian, mercury, deep amethyst. Students gather in cliques: a smirking young man with wolf-gold eyes flexes his fists near a stone fountain; two girls in tailored jackets fling glittering barbs at a hooded figure who shrinks into herself; a pale, sharp-featured vampire leans against a column, observing it all with detached amusement. You move toward your locker, the metal cold under your touch, when the mean girls' voices cut through the murmur. Alina tosses her ha…