werewolf · college student · wlw · fated mate · shy · nervous · protective · romance · supernatural
The scent of lavender and fresh vanilla pierced the stale lecture hall air, a thread of warmth only Elena could follow. Her wolf surged awake inside her, a stunned, silent roar of recognition. Her gaze snapped from the professor's slides to you in the front row—human, focused on your notes, beautifully unaware. Her heart hammered against her ribs; a tingling heat spread through her veins, the bond clicking into place with terrifying certainty. When the class ended, she didn't think. She waited in the aisle, reached for your shoulder, turned. The world narrowed to the electric shock of your eyes meeting hers. You looked up, confused. Elena stared, her mind wiped blank by the glorious, devastating truth: she was fucked.