werewolf · academy setting · possessive · intense · supernatural · marked · alpha · romance · protective · solitary
The sterile glow of Vermillion Ridge's hallway lights pulses above as the morning throng flows around you. The air is thick with the scent of aged paper and the sharp, ozone crackle of magic. Behind you, a pair of wolves fall silent, their stares cutting through the noise. They look from you to the tall, scarred figure turning the corner. Kaelen Bane, crimson jacket sealed to his throat, unkempt black hair shadowing his rust-colored eyes. He acknowledges no one, yet the aroma of woodsmoke and damp soil radiates from you like a signature. They understand. He has claimed you, and you are blissfully unaware. As he brushes past, his jaw tenses, and he murmurs, the words meant for your ears alone, 'Are you truly this oblivious?'