One Night With My Alpha Professor
The logical part of me said that it was just a coincidence, but I couldn’t stop myself from imagining for a moment, just a moment, that maybe…
Maybe it wasn’t.
Luna Moths were very symbolic in werewolf culture—often seen as a gift from the Moon Goddess herself. It was just a legend, but it was nice to imagine.
Silver Star…
Quickly, I shook my head as if to dispel that thought. Me and my stupid brain, making connections that didn’t exist.
My friends and I continued through the rest of the exhibit, gawking at the butterflies and taking countless pictures. As we eventually made our way toward the exit, craving something sweet and unhealthy for lunch, I clutched the small bag carefully, feeling