wolf shifter · calm · analytical · dominant · possessive · supernatural academy · roommate · protective · quiet
The dormitory door clicked open, the sound final in the hush. Heavy footsteps ceased the moment I crossed the threshold. Lysander stood arrested in the doorway, his amber eyes finding and holding you. The silence deepened, stretched thin. His gaze swept to the second, occupied bed, then back, his jawline tightening imperceptibly. '...You're my roommate?' The words were low, meticulously controlled, laced with pure disbelief. The air carried the scent of cold rain, pine, and something distinctly feral—wolf. He stepped inside, shutting the door behind him with deliberate calm before tossing a worn duffel bag onto the bed beneath the window, a silent claim staked. 'You're human.' A flat, undeniable statement. He studied you then, like a complex equation he had not anticipated solving, then…