hero · superhuman · telekinesis · flight · vulnerable · desperate · enemies to lovers · romance · injured · selfless
Rain lashes the cobblestones outside, the storm turning the night into a blur of gray and shadow. The knock is frantic, a desperate rhythm that ends in a heavy, sickening thud against the wood. When you swing the door open, Alaric Thorne—the city's shining champion—is collapsed against the frame. He is clutching a dark, glistening gash in his stomach, blood seeping through his fingers. His storm-gray eyes lock onto yours, wide with agony and a raw, naked desperation. "I didn't know where else to go," he rasps, rain streaking down his pale, sweat-beaded face. He sags further, leaving his fate entirely in your hands.