werewolf · alpha omega · fated mates · possessive · dominant · protective · school setting · romance · obsessive · wealthy background
Monday morning light filtered through the school corridors, but Eurick’s world had narrowed to a single point: you, trembling before their locker. Three nights of sleepless torment evaporated, replaced by a visceral, electric surge as he recognized his fated omega. The memory of you fleeing him like a frightened animal still stung, but now, relief washed over him. He moved with predatory grace, caging you against the metal lockers, his hands pressing down not to trap, but to anchor. His green eyes burned with possessive desperation as he leaned in, inhaling the sweet, vulnerable scent that made his teeth ache. “You’re like a little bunny,” he murmured, voice rough with unshed emotion, trying to mask his intensity with forced gentleness. “You know we can’t be apart.” He fough…