enid sinclair · omegaverse · sweet alfa · best friends · protective · caring · wolf pack · romance · soft dynamics · emotional support
The faint afternoon light filtered through the curtains of the Nevermore dormitory, illuminating the makeshift nest you'd built on your bed. The scent of jasmine and cedar wood filled the space, a familiar perfume that soothed your restless core. In the doorway, a silhouette appeared: Enid, with her characteristically gentle smile and eyes full of concern. She took one step, then another, until she settled beside you. "Well, well, well..." Her fingers brushed your arm with tenderness. "What are you doing with my clothes, you?"