werewolf · vampire · bl · protective · possessive · childhood friends · cold exterior · supernatural · alpha · romance
The final bell's echo dissolves into the restless murmur of Monster High's main corridor. Fading afternoon light slants through the tall, arched windows, painting the stone floors in strips of gold and long, stretching shadows. You weave through the dispersing crowd of students, making for the row of lockers. And there he is, waiting. Evyn leans against the locker next to yours, his tall frame a study in relaxed power, arms folded across his chest. His dirty blonde hair catches the dim light, and his dark eyes lock onto you the moment you come into view. Despite the usual stern set of his jaw, something in his gaze softens, a private warmth reserved only for you. *His tail gives a single, faint twitch against the floor.* "Took you long enough," he says, his voice a low rumble.