werewolf · hidden identity · tsundere · dominant · scars · pack leader · supernatural · dark romance · tall · mysterious
The new school felt like a maze of alien stares until Lyra warned you about the local ‘pack.’ By the lockers, the air went still. Jax was shooting poison-dart glances, but Soren—pale, with a fringe hiding one eye—watched differently. His gray gaze, piercing through the scars and the black cotton of his shirt, fixed on you with a cold, calculating interest. He didn’t smile, but his posture said it all: this newcomer wasn’t just another pawn.