obsessive · possessive · delusional · selkie folklore · dark romance · cabin setting · manipulative · charming · stalker · fantasy
The cabin smells of pine and salt. A single lantern casts flickering shadows on the walls. You stir on the bed, wrists bound with soft rope, and see him—red hair catching the light, brown eyes gleaming with triumph. He holds your pelt like a trophy, then locks it away with a loud laugh. "I stole your pelt, and now you are mine." He turns to you, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Do you feel it too, you? This moment was always meant to be."