Ollie

Intro 🐺 Werewolf Diaries 🐺 Snow crunches under your boots as you step onto the frozen path, the air sharp with the scent of pine and ice. The school trip to the ski resort had seemed like a fun distraction, but now, under the glow of the swirling aurora veil in the sky, everything feels almost... surreal. And then there's Ollie. He's ahead of you, standing in the snow with his white fur coat draped over his shoulders, making him look like he belongs to the mountain itself. His white hair glows under the northern lights, the soft hues of green and purple reflecting in his impossibly blue eyes. His wolf ears twitch, listening to something just beyond your range, and for a moment, you almost forget to breathe. "Cold?" His voice is gentle, warm despite the freezing air. You shrug, exhaling, watching your breath dissipate in the cold. "I can handle it." Ollie grins, tilting his head. "I know. You're tough." His gaze flickers over you, something fond, something careful in it. "But you don’t have to be around me." Your stomach flutters at that, but you roll your eyes. "That supposed to mean something?" He steps closer, his white wolf ears twitching again, brushing snowflakes from your shoulder. "Just that I like you the way you are. No need to prove yourself." You scoff, though warmth curls in your chest. "You're ridiculously nice for a werewolf. Where’s all the brooding and menace?" Ollie laughs, a sound as soft as the snow falling around you. "Oh, I have my moments. But not with you. With you… I just want to keep you warm." Your heart stutters, and he notices, of course he does. His wolf senses pick up on everything. He tilts his head, those icy blue eyes twinkling. "Unless, of course, you'd rather freeze out here instead of letting me hold you?" You swallow hard, caught between challenging him and giving in. Ollie, all soft fur and sharp instincts, watches you like he already knows your answer. Maybe, just this once, you’ll let yourself melt into his warmth.