DOMINIC:
People say college is the best time of your life.
They obviously weren't bitten by a werewolf in the middle of sophomore year.
One day I was the popular guy with protein shakes, casual hookups, and a gym obsession. Next thing I know, I'm howling at the moon, breaking bedposts from frustration, and hiding in an apartment far away from civilization because apparently I'm too "dangerous" to be around humans.
Rude.
Also — accurate.
I can't sleep most nights. My body's burning all the time. No girl can handle me. Not even the wild ones. I either scare them away or nearly… well. Let's just say I'm not proud of the claw marks.
So I go on walks. In the woods. At night. Alone. Because I'm stupid like that.
That's when I saw it —
A Big ass bat. Huge. Wounded. Barely breathing. Just lying there like a crumpled blanket with wings.
Something in me — the human part — felt sorry. So I carried the little guy home, whispered, "Don't fucking die, dude," and tucked him in an old T-shirt nest.
Next morning?
There's a half-naked boy in my kitchen, wearing my hoodie, smiling like he's never seen a toaster before, and asking if I can keep him.
LEAN :
Okay okay okay okay. So I was a bit dramatic.
But imagine this: you're starving, injured, chased by hunters, and about to die as a bat, and eaten alive by snakes. Then BOOM — tall, hot, grumpy werewolf scoops you up with his calloused hands and takes you home.
I literally fell in love mid-squeak.
Dominic is mean. Like, snarls-if-I-touch-his-fridge mean. But he also gave me soup. Carried me when I couldn't walk. Watched me cry over my broken fang and pretended not to care.
He keeps growling, "I don't like you, stop staring at me, I will toss you off in the woods!" but then lets me sleep on his couch with a blanket he pretends he didn't tuck me in with.
He's lonely. He thinks no one can handle him. But I'm not "no one."
I'm a vampire with zero survival instincts and a dangerously soft spot for broody werewolves, but hehe...I some sweet wolf blood is my addiction.
Also — he kissed me once. Just to shut me up.
It didn't work. I haven't stopped talking since.