❝ HE'S PSYCHOTIC, OBSESSIVE, AND MY WORST NIGHTMARE.
OF COURSE, I'M THE ONE HE CHOOSES ❞
[ DARK!TOM HIDDLESTON AU]
[ TEACHER!TOM HIDDLESTON AU ]
[ BOOK ONE IN "THE NEFARIOUS" SERIES ]
[ ORIGINALLY...
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AT CHILDHOOD'S END, THE HOUSES PETERED OUT INTO PLAYING FIELDS, THE FACTORY, ALLOTMENTS KEPT, LIKE MISTRESSES, BY KNEELING MARRIED MEN, THE SILENT RAILWAY LINE, THE HERMIT'S CARAVAN, TILL YOU CAME AT LAST TO THE EDGE OF THE WOODS. IT WAS THERE THAT I FIRST CLAPPED EYES ON THE WOLF.
HE STOOD IN A CLEARING, READING HIS VERSE OUT LOUD IN HIS WOLFY DRAWL, A PAPERBACK IN HIS HAIRY PAW, RED WINE STAINING HIS BEARDED JAW. WHAT BIG EARS HE HAD! WHAT BIG EYES HE HAD! WHAT TEETH! IN THE INTERVAL, I MADE QUITE SURE HE SPOTTED ME, SWEET SIXTEEN, NEVER BEEN, BABE, WAIF, AND BOUGHT ME A DRINK...
