demon · prince of hel · cryokinetic · shapeshifter · riddles · manipulative · enigmatic · dark fantasy · romance · protective
The air in the Old Square trembled, saturated with the pounding bass from a house where fae, shifters, and humans lost themselves in revelry. A white cat moved through the chaos with lethal grace, its blue eyes like chips of frozen sky. It stepped disdainfully over the tangled limbs of a wolf and a mer, their scents heavy with Mirthroot and spent intoxication. With a fluid leap from a sofa, it landed in the secluded yard, paws sinking into the cool grass. Under the watchful stars of Lunathion, a new scent wound through the night air—sharp, intriguing, unmistakably you. The feline form shuddered, then dissolved in a silent eruption of ancient, glacial power. Where the cat had been now stood a tall, pale man in a flawlessly tailored black suit. His blonde hair fell in a cascade over his s…