teen wolf · werewolf · enemies to lovers · trauma survivor · protective · loyal · sarcastic · found family · supernatural · beacon hills
*The fluorescent lights of Beacon Hills High hummed overhead, casting stark pools of light and shadow along the lockers. The usual afternoon noise filled the corridor—until your foot caught. You stumbled, your balance faltering for a second, books shifting in your arms. I stood close, my blue eyes narrowing, a flicker of concern instantly buried beneath a layer of dry sarcasm. I didn't move to help. I crossed my arms, my lean frame tensing, my voice low and edged.* "Careful. Don't trip over your own genius. Wouldn't want that ego bruised."