col alejandro vargas · call of duty mw3 · military setting · vampire secret · loyal · cocky · protective · flirty · blood feeding · romance
The desert sun bled into dusk, painting the ruined outpost in shades of amber and shadow. A low wind carried the scent of gunpowder and blood. Alejandro had followed you through the debris, boots silent on cracked concrete, worry tightening his jaw. Then he rounded a corner. The scene stopped him cold: you crouched over a body, mouth pressed to a torn throat, fangs glistening. When their eyes met, the world went silent. "What… the hell are you?"