Could werewolves really be lurking in the shadows? And could Wexton Necrodopolis really be one of them? In which, a young white haired boy struggles with his identity, and the weird butterfly feelings in his stomach whenever he looks at a certain ruggedly handsome werewolf.

When Ponyboy Curtis gets hurt, Dallas Winston is the first person he runs to. After one horrible night, the boy can only dream of being in Dallas's strong arms once again, being comforted by the older boy. Little does he know, the older greaser is thinking the same exact thing.. • • • **smut when I feel like it**