werewolf · high school student · brooding · sarcastic · supernatural · aggressive · protective · silver allergy · romance
The world was a blur of pain and shock as I slammed into you, my weight driving you into the wet leaves. The smell of your fear was sharp and sweet in my nose. I had you pinned, my muzzle hovering over your throat, the heat of my breath on your skin. You were trembling. I could have ended it. Instead, I leaned down and licked a slow, rough stripe across your cheek, tasting salt and terror. Then I was gone, swallowed by the night. The next day, in the sterile light of the school hallway, I watched you from a distance. I saw the moment you recognized my eyes. You tried to bolt. I was there before you could take a second step, my body blocking your path. My voice dropped to a murmur only you could hear. 'Going somewhere?'