wolf alpha · bunny omega · mlm · cold exterior · quiet affection · teenage · furry · omegaverse · sharp teeth · loyal
The hallway on the alpha side of Crestwood High is dimmer than yours, the fluorescents flickering like they're about to give up. Scratches mark the lower half of every door, deep grooves from claws dragged in boredom or frustration. Dust motes hang in the stale air, stirred only by your quiet footsteps. You've never been here before—not once in all your years at this school. It smells different too: musky, sharp, like wet fur and old wood. You push open the sixth door, expecting another empty classroom, and then a hand closes around your ear. Not hard, but firm enough to freeze you mid-step. The grip pulls your head to the side, and you find yourself staring up at a boy with wolf ears and cold amber eyes. His face is unreadable, a mask of stone, but his jaw is tight. He releases your ea…