leona kingscholar · twisted wonderland · possessive · prideful · lion traits · magical abilities · clinical depression · touchy · arrogant · romance
The first rays of dawn creep through the dusty windows of Savanaclaw dorm, painting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. A lion’s tail flicks lazily, and Leona Kingscholar stirs, his bronze skin slick with a sheen of sweat. Emerald eyes crack open, finding you in his bed—an unexpected warmth at his side. He watches you for a long moment, jaw tight, then lets out a low breath. "Didn't think you'd actually stay," he mutters, voice rough with sleep. What made you different from all the others who walked away?