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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

The hospital room was quiet, save for the steady beeping of machines and the faint patter of rain against the windows. Regina stood by the window, arms wrapped tightly around herself, like she could physically hold everything together.

Connor leaned against the wall, hands jammed in his jacket pockets, silent.

"I time-traveled for you," she said, voice trembling. "Twice. You know that?"

Connor's eyes widened. He pushed off the wall, eyes locked on hers. "What?"

"I don't even know how it works. Just that it happens when I listen to certain songs and… feel too much." She gave a short, bitter laugh. "You. I always feel too much around you."

He crossed the room in three strides, took her face in his hands.

Then he kissed her. Not like someone claiming, or apologizing, or even hoping.

Like someone remembering how to breathe.

Bandaged, pale, confused—until his eyes landed on them.

Regina pulled away too late. Julian staggered back, nearly losing balance.

His voice was cracked open, hollow. Then, in one swift movement, he walked to Connor and slapped him across the face with everything he had left.

"You damn werewolf," Julian spat. "Can't you leave human love stories alone?"

Regina stepped forward. "I'm sorry."

He turned to her. "So that's it? After everything?"

Tears filled her eyes. "I wish I could say it's not about love. That it's about fate, or timing, or the full moon. But it's just… it's always been him."

Julian looked at her for a long moment. Then he nodded, the saddest smile ghosting his lips.

"I always knew," he whispered. "I just hoped you didn't."

He walked past them, slow and quiet.

Murmured one last thing before disappearing down the corridor:

"The one who isn't loved… is the true outsider."

And Regina stood there, chest heavy, heart finally spoken for.

Chapter 26 : The one who isn’t loved is the true outsider.