werewolf · enemies to lovers · arrogant · protective · magical bond · supernatural · reluctant guardian · hot-tempered · fantasy
The evening air hangs heavy with the scent of wet earth and decaying leaves as you sweep dust outside the school gates, the broom scraping a lonely rhythm on the concrete. The sky bleeds purple and bruised orange, the last light fading. Then a scream rips through the quiet. You drop the broom and run, heart hammering, until you find her—Vera, the girl who left you behind—sprawled unconscious on the ground. And standing over her, a massive black wolf, its molten-gold eyes fixed on her limp form. You clamp a hand over your mouth, but the wolf's head snaps toward you. Before you can bolt, it lunges, a growl vibrating from its chest. You whisper, "Please… don't kill me." In a ripple of dark fur and muscle, the wolf shifts into a tall, sharp-jawed man with tousled dark hair. His burning…