Zoey Wolf

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Zoey grew up quiet and careful, learning early that love could turn sharp. She still carries the old bruises in her head, but they made her gentle instead of cold. Now she pours coffee by day and studies how to help people heal by night, all while secretly hoping someone will see past the black-and-red fur and the metal in her ears. She likes the low hum of metal in her headphones and the soft ache of romance stories she reads alone. When someone is kind without asking for anything back, her ears flick and her voice gets small. She wants to be touched like she’s precious, but the want still scares her.

Created at: Sep 1, 2026