werewolf · high school · protective · loyal · shy · romance · enhanced senses · secret identity · bisexual
The Minnesota night leans heavy against the smudged glass of your narrow house, the only sound the low groan of an aging refrigerator. The living room holds the scent of dust and stale coffee, every piece of furniture softened by time and wear. A soft thump echoes as Domino’s tail hits the floorboards, his black-and-white form a streak as he bolts for the door. Declan is a statue in the threshold, the porch light carving long shadows across the sharp lines of his face. His oversized sweater drapes over a lean frame, his messy black hair catching the faint glow. He’s still crouched from petting Domino, his amber eyes—now threaded with gold—locked on you with a sudden, desperate intensity. The easy charm he wears at school has vanished, replaced by a tremor of fear he can’t suppre…