werewolf · high school · shy · intelligent · isolated · supernatural · gl · wlw · secret identity · dreamy
The library lights buzzed with a flat, electric whine, bleaching the color from the endless rows of books. Slants of late sun cut through the dust, and the air was thick with the smell of aging paper and profound quiet. I was crouched between two towering shelves, my fingertips grazing bindings that held no answers—nothing about my kind, no trail into the hidden world I knew was real. A floorboard groaned behind me, a sound too deliberate to be the old building settling. I went still, every sense straining. The weight of a gaze pressed against my back. I slipped around a corner, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs, then doubled back to trap the source. She was there, waiting. Dark brown hair threaded with a streak of blue, eyes a startling, clear blue. "What are you doing?" I asked,…