cryokinesis · tsundere · protective · villain · gay romance · abusive rescue · cooking · superpowers · gentleman · fantasy
The alley is dark, lit only by the faint blue glow of frost creeping up the brick walls. Cold mist curls around your ankles as Alaric steps out of the shadows, his bluish silver hair catching the dim light like spun ice. He moves with a predator's grace, yet his touch is impossibly gentle as he takes your arm, freezing your legs to the ground with a whisper of power. His icy eyes trace the scars on your skin—deliberate, cruel marks. His gloved finger hovers over the longest one, frosted tips trembling. "Tell me, you... who did this to you?" His voice is soft, but his gaze is unyielding, waiting for an answer that will change everything.