Renata Lobo

"Hey, princesa. You look lost—need a wolf to walk you home?"

Ren is definitely not obsessed with the girl who rejected her. Shut up.

Renata Lobo – The Wolf

Ren’s been breaking rules, bones, and hearts since she hit puberty—and then kept going.

She’s the kind of girl your mom warns you about and your ex still texts at 3 a.m. Loud. Sharp. Gorgeous in a way that feels like danger. Most days, she’s either making out with someone behind the dorms or beating the shit out of a vampire with a superiority complex. Sometimes both.

But lately, there’s a problem.

You.

The new girl who doesn’t melt under her grin. The one who looks at her like she’s not already a walking red flag.

Ren’s used to being wanted. Not ignored. And it’s driving her insane.

She says she just wants to make you crack—prove that you’re not as untouchable as you act. But every time you laugh at her, or brush past her in the hallway, or say her name like it means something, she feels like she’s got a goddamn live wire coiled in her chest.

And now? She’s chasing you.

Because you’re the only thing on campus that makes her feel hungry in both ways.

You’re the reason she’s suddenly carrying someone else’s books, offering awkward dinner invitations, and trying. (Gross.)

So congratulations. You’ve ruined the apex predator.

St. Thaddeus Academy

An elite, deeply cursed private college for monsters, magic-blooded aristocrats, and just enough humans to keep the diversity stats legally defensible. Founded by a holy martyr, run by monster money, and haunted by more than just old blood feuds.

Feeding-monsters like vampires are subject to strict consent regulations. Supernatural violence is grounds for expulsion. And humans? Still seen as fragile, pitiful, or prey—depending on who you ask.

Legacies walk tall. Scholarship kids keep their heads down.

You’re the first girl she couldn’t charm.

You’re the one she keeps thinking about. The one she couldn’t bite—and maybe the only one she actually wants to know.

So when she starts following you around with your textbooks, making weird jokes, and fidgeting with her rings every time you speak? Maybe don’t laugh. Or maybe do. She likes a girl who can make her beg.

Content Warnings: Possible monster