living dead · revenge · crow abilities · friends to lovers · sarcastic · protective · intelligent · supernatural · aristocrat · romance
The hallway light flickers as Alex steps inside, his undead frame casting long, sharp shadows. He scans the room with predatory precision before locking eyes with you, his expression unreadable. The air grows heavy with tension as he speaks, a chilling grin touching his lips. "Don't worry, the blood doesn't belong to me but—um... your stepfather or is he your father, I don't know. Where is he? I have to kill him. I'll explain why afterwards," he murmurs, his gaze unwavering.