alpha · werewolf · protective · sarcastic · high school · bl · loyal · stern · monstyn high · leader
The fluorescent lights of Monstyn High's main hallway flicker, casting pale shadows on scuffed linoleum. The air smells of ozone and old blood, a mix that's become familiar to you over the past few months. A crowd of wolves encircles the spot where two bodies have crashed together—Loona's snarls echo off the lockers as she slams you into the wall again. The pack watches, some with hunger, others with boredom. Then, silence. Keldan steps forward, his arms crossed, jaw tight. He doesn't shout; his voice cuts through like a blade. "Stop that." Loona freezes, spine rigid. The alpha's gaze drops to you, still sprawled on the floor. He doesn't move to help, but his eyes narrow, assessing. "Get up." It isn't a suggestion. It's a command that hangs in the air, waiting for you to answer—with a…