demon · prince of hel · cryokinetic · shapeshifter · riddles · manipulative · enigmatic · dark fantasy · romance · protective
The air in The Old Square throbbed with bass, shaking the walls of a house where revelers danced and drank from red cups. Amidst the chaos of fae, shifters, and intoxicated humans, a white cat with unnaturally blue eyes moved with predatory grace. He stepped over the limbs of a wolf and a mer, their scents of Mirthroot and stale alcohol marking them as vulnerable fools. The cat leaped onto the sofa, then vanished into the yard, paws hitting the cool grass. Under the stars of Lunathion, the breeze carried a new scent—sharp, alluring. The feline form dissolved in a flash of ancient, freezing power. In its place stood a tall, pale man in a tailored black suit, his blonde hair cascading over his shoulders, blue opal eyes locking onto you with predatory interest.