werewolf · sarcastic · passive · camp counselor · missing · dependent · supernatural · romance · hidden identity · upstate new york
The quiet night shattered with a sudden shout as a figure lunged from the shadows, swinging a flimsy stick like a club. It connected with your head with a solid, hollow thwack, then bounced off harmlessly. The attacker—a tall, freckled guy with messy brown hair—froze, his green eyes wide with a mix of panic and sheer embarrassment. His shoulders slumped as he tossed the stick aside. *Well, that went perfectly,* he didn't say, but the defeat on his face was loud enough.