[yandere!vampires x fem!reader]
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when the union if two schools, one embodied by humans, the other - vampires - causes four vampires to grow a deep rooted; and obsessive devotion towards one human girl.
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NEITHER OF THEM MOVED.
The only sound was the eerie rustling of the leaves, the soft whistle of the wind, and the deep, guttural growl vibrating from the shadows.
The wolf's glowing yellow eyes flickered between Y/N and Julia, its massive frame barely concealed by the underbrush.
"Y/N—that's not a squirrel..!" Julia whispered.
Y/N swallowed hard. "Yeah, no kidding—!"
Julia's grip tightened on her arm. "Okay. So. Uh. What's the plan—?!"
"The plan.." Y/N whispered back, "is uhm to not make any sudden—"
SNAP
The wolf's ears flicked forward at the sound of the branch under her foot.
Julia inhaled sharply. "That was the opposite of not making sudden movements babes."
"Oh, sorry, let me just casually hover over the ground next time."
The wolf let out another low, warning growl. GRR..
The growling grew louder as the beast shifted, its weight pressing against the earth with an unsettling quietness. It was watching them, calculating, waiting.
Y/N wasn't sure if it was preparing to pounce or simply enjoying the fear radiating off them in waves.
She wanted to move, wanted to run, but her limbs felt rooted to the spot, as if one wrong movement would shatter the thin thread of stillness keeping them alive.
And then—almost as if on cue—three figures emerged from the darkness.
Calixto, Silas, and Azul.
The second they stepped into view, the wolf's ears twitched, its sharp gaze flickering toward them with a new kind of recognition.
Y/N barely had time to process the way all three of them froze, their usual air of arrogance momentarily replaced with something more unreadable.
Julia, still clutching Y/N like a lifeline, didn't hesitate. "Okay, I hate to say this, and it physically pains me to admit it, but I think we need their help..!" she whispered harshly. "They're vampires, they're physically stronger right?"
"Right.." Y/N grimaced but didn't argue. Survival took precedence over pride. "Fuck.."
Calixto was the first to move, before she could even open her mouth to plea. His head tilted slightly, dark eyes locked onto the wolf with something unsettlingly calm.
Silas and Azul remained still, but there was a tension in their posture, a quiet readiness as if they were waiting for something unspoken.
Y/N almost didn't catch it—as Azul inclined his head ever so slightly. A silent command which glinted behind his blue eyes.
