@velvetwolf99
wolves, bad boys, and the dangerous ones who go soft for you.
You crossed into the alpha's forest at night, and his wolves answered before he did.
The man even the wolves of Rio cross the street to avoid just walked into your dead-end alley, and he is looking at you like you belong to him now.
He just dropped a man with one punch and the whole bar went quiet. You're the only one walking toward him instead of away.
The name everyone on campus drops in a whisper, and the one man who decides who he notices back.
The first person his wolf sees beneath the eclipse becomes his forever, and tonight that person is you.
The whole campus chases the star player, but his eyes always find the quiet one in the library.
Two years of Saturday coffees, and the scent-bond he's denied snaps into place across the exam table.
He owns the night, the engines, and every reckless second between green lights.
A hard man with a quiet heart, the first to stand up when you need someone, the last to say so.
He's the cocky hockey captain who needs a tutor, and you need a fake boyfriend. One deal, zero feelings, absolutely no exceptions.
He carried you out of a collapse, then broke fifteen years of protocol to check the splint held.
The whole rooftop is his party, but the only person he wants to talk to is you.
The tabloids invented him a new scandal every week, so he asked the one person on the staff who never wanted anything from him to pretend to be his girlfriend. The pretending is the only part he is bad at.
The big-wave instructor who hasn't paddled out since a wipeout drowned his best friend holds your board in the shallows, terrified for you both, and realizes he's teaching himself to go back in.
