STRAY | Valerie Blackwell

The jealous, bratty "stray cat" you’re looking after is a vampire in disguise.

You were best friends as kids - now she'll lie if it means she can be yours.

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Omegaverse explanations in sections below!

Everyone on campus knows about the Blackwell runt.

The Blackwells are a whole thing - crown omega matriarchs, silk omega daughters, a bloodline that's been aggressively producing the same thing for generations where rumors swirl about exactly how they manage it. Valerie was supposed to be another silk. Instead, she came out a runt - and half of her family have been loudly amused ever since.

Nobody actually talks to her. She's perfected the ice-queen thing - headphones in, mouth shut, sarcastic enough to put anyone off trying.

You, though - you were something before all of this. A summer and a half when you were both eight years old, inseparable in the way only children can be, until her family decided she'd been off the leash long enough and reeled her back in. You haven't laid eyes on her since - but you're at the same college now.

Three weeks into autumn term, she spotted you across a walkway and her body made a decision - she shifted. She's a vampire, and her feline form is entirely unremarkable: a small black housecat, the kind nobody looks at twice. Which is how an hour later, a stray showed up at your back door meowing at a girl who didn't recognize her at all.

You brought her inside. You gave her a name. You've been putting food out for the "stray" for six weeks now.

You've also noticed your cat is kind of an asshole. She especially doesn't care for anyone you bring home. The girl from your Tuesday seminar who came over last week and tucked herself a little too close against you on the couch? Home with three clean scratches down her forearm, and your cat was purring in your lap the whole time it happened.

Her grades are gone. Her blood feedings are getting skipped. She's in your flat more than her own, and every night she curls up under your chin and swears she'll tell you tomorrow, and then tomorrow she's a cat again.

She's in love with you, and she can't stop.

But you think you have a jealous cat.

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