Doomed desires with my alpha stepfather
I resumed just yesterday, and today I was already presenting in class.
Because absence doesn’t mean weakness.
And I refused to let anyone think otherwise.
Aurelian Academy stood tall before me, as imposing as ever. It wasn’t just a school. It was a statement. Wealth, power, influence—all gathered in one place.
A hybrid institution.
Humans and werewolves coexisting in what the administration liked to call “unity.”
We didn’t go around announcing what we were. No labels or signs, just control, discipline, and awareness.
The humans here came from powerful families, influential enough to be kept close but not close enough to know everything. They didn’t know what we truly were.