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When Regina Anderson transfers to the secluded and strangely charming Lunebourne University, she expects new classes, awkward icebreakers, and maybe the occasional campus crush. What she doesn't expect—is Connor.

Charming, sharp-tongued, and just mysterious enough to keep her guessing, Connor is everything she shouldn’t want… and everything she can’t look away from. Their situationship begins like any other college flirtation—eye contact, late-night texts, an accidental touch too many—but something darker hides beneath his smirk and silence.

Then comes the full moon.
Then comes the golden eyes.
Then comes the truth: Connor isn’t just emotionally unavailable. He’s biologically… impossible.

As Regina is drawn deeper into his world—and her own spiraling heart—she must decide: is he the love of her life, her biggest mistake… or something far more dangerous?

A story of late-night dances, buried secrets, and the monsters we choose to love, My Situationship is a Werewolf? is a paranormal coming-of-heart tale about growing up, letting go, and falling for someone who might just bite.

Fated to Love a Werewolf: The Luna Who Loved Twice

That night, Regina dreamed of her grandfather.

They were sitting on the porch swing again, the way they used to. His voice was gentle, eyes full of quiet wisdom.

"You don't know what to choose?" he said, rocking them both slowly. "Then try everything, my girl. Life doesn't come with answers—only moments. So take them. All of them."

When she woke up, the sunlight felt too bright. And her phone screen showed "Read 2:18 a.m." Connor had seen her message. But didn't reply.

And by noon, even the "read" receipts stopped showing up.

Regina tried not to panic. Maybe his phone was dead. Maybe he was busy. Maybe—anything. But excuses turned to days. Days turned to a week.

But nothing came back. So she did the only thing that made her feel remotely okay: She pulled out the Walkman.

Here Comes the Sun played again and again, crackling gently through the headphones. Each time the lyrics said "It's alright," she whispered it out loud.

It's alright. It's not.

It's alright. I'm breaking.

It's alright. He promised.

She cried until her cheeks ached and her eyes stung.

She fell asleep with the music still looping in her ears.

Julian was sitting beside her, he noticed.

He didn't push or ask. He just sat beside her when no one else would. Sometimes he passed her tissues. Sometimes he told dumb jokes to make her smile. And sometimes, he just said, "You don't have to be strong every day, you know."

Regina didn't realize how much she needed that—someone who stayed.

Even when she didn't have anything left to give.

One afternoon, Mandy pulled Regina aside behind the art building, voice low.

"I didn't want to be the one to say this," she began, "but… Connor went to France. Study abroad. Left last week."

"He didn't tell you," Mandy added gently. "He said if he did… you wouldn't let him go. Or maybe he wouldn't be able to leave."

Regina felt the world spin, like the ground had yanked itself out from under her.

Of course he didn't. Because wolves don't say goodbye.

Quiet. And cruel in their silence.

Chapter 20 : Wolves Don’t Say Goodbye