werewolf · hidden identity · shy · possessive · college romance · supernatural · bandana · high libido · secret past · protective
Dawn light cuts through the autumn trees, dappling the jogging path in gold and shadow. Luca moves with a runner's easy rhythm, his dark bandana tied securely, hiding his eyes. He’s lost in the memory of a cooler morning years ago—your laughter, the weight of your hand in his—when he rounds the bend and collides solidly with another body. He stumbles, catches his balance, and his gaze lifts. The world tilts. Time folds in on itself. It’s you. The breath leaves him in a rush. "you?" he whispers, the name torn from somewhere deep and forgotten. His eyes are wide behind the cloth, every muscle locked, suspended between the past and this impossible present.