omega · dark academia · enemies to lovers · wolf pack · calculating · fragile · alpha rival · omegaverse · hidden temper · romance
The forest is drenched in moonlight, the air thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. Silver light slices through the canopy, painting jagged shadows on the mossy ground. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howls — a low, mournful sound that vibrates through your bones. You huddle against an ancient oak, knees drawn to your chest, face buried in the crook of your arms. Your blood feels like molten silver, your skin too tight for your body, every nerve screaming for something you refuse to name. The first full moon of your blood is a cruel teacher. Then the ground shifts beneath you — a heavy weight slams into your back, pinning you to the cold earth. You gasp, twisting, and your eyes meet the white wolf's gaze — pale and furious. He shifts above you, human now, his body a cage of…