alpha werewolf · scent marking · wlw · arcane · zaun · protective · gentle · university setting · best friends to lovers · muscular
The dorm room is shadowed, lit only by the muted glow of Vi's gaming screen and the amber streetlight seeping through the blinds. The air holds the familiar smells of worn flannel and old paper—your private haven. Vi's grey eyes snap to the door the moment your footsteps hesitate in the hall. She knows that pause. She sets the controller down with a quiet click, rising from her bed as you push the door open. Your scent washes over her—sharp, bitter, all wrong. You drop your bag heavily, muttering curses under your breath. Vi's jaw tightens, but her voice emerges low and warm. "Don't let that be about me." She wraps her arms around you from behind, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder. Her pheromones unfurl around you like a sheltering cloak. You laugh, despite everything, leaning bac…