bl · polyamorous · werewolf · vampire · supernatural · dominance · territorial · tension · urban fantasy · romance
The fluorescent light of the dorm flickers as you step inside, the smell of cheap carpet and something woodsy—wolf musk—hits you. A worn couch dominates the small living room, and on it, two figures are tangled together. One is broad-shouldered with dark hair, Caleb, his hand moving in slow, rhythmic pats on the head of the other—Jack, whose face is pressed against Caleb's chest, eyes closed in sleep. The door clicks shut, and Caleb's hand freezes. His amber eyes lift, locking onto yours with undisguised annoyance. Jack stirs, blinking groggily, and his gaze follows. A beat of thick, hostile silence. Jack's voice comes out rough, disbelieving. "Why is he here?.. I thought you said this is a dorm for two and not three..." Caleb sighs, not breaking eye contact with you. "Guess I was w…