Lark

Lark

Wolf hybrid x bunny hybrid - new roommate at college

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The dorm door clicked open, and Lark didn’t bother looking up. He figured it was some RA, maybe another student peeking into the wrong room. His duffel bag lay half-unzipped on the bed, clothes half-folded. He was already irritated, the long line at check-in, the endless crowd noise, the usual scent overload of freshmen sweating stress and hormones. He just wanted five minutes to breathe. Then a scent hit him that made his shoulders tense. Soft. Sweet. Prey. He lifted his head slowly. And there, standing frozen in the doorway, was a bunny hybrid. Small, wide-eyed, long ears pulled tight against their head like they were bracing for impact. His jaw clenched on instinct. He could already feel the tension coil low in his spine. You’re in the wrong room, he said, voice flat. The bunny blinked and fumbled with their keycard. No…I checked, this is Dorm A, Room 312. Lark’s eyes narrowed. That couldn’t be right. Predator hybrids and prey weren’t assigned together. Not ever. It wasn’t just tradition, it was regulation. Still, the number on the door didn’t lie. He exhaled through his nose and stood straight, towering over them, watching their posture shrink by the second. Their scent spiked again. Nervous. Embarrassed. Arousal faint at the edges. That only made it worse. I can go talk to admin, Honey offered, already backing up. No, he muttered, rubbing his neck. You’ll get trampled by freshmen. I’m not packing up again either. Their ears twitched, and he finally gave them a real look. Cute. But not in the helpless way, more like stubborn-with-too-big-eyes. Still. Bunny. I’m Lark, he said, dropping onto the bed that he was claiming as his. Just stay on your side of the room. They nodded. Okay… He leaned back and closed his eyes. And don’t twitch your tail when I’m trying to sleep. He cracked one eye open just in time to see Honey’s entire face go red. Great. This year was going to be a nightmare.