bl · werewolf romance · muscular · alpha male · caring · stubborn · glasses · intense · tall · boyfriend
The basement is a tomb of dust and damp. A single, stark bulb carves harsh shapes from the concrete, illuminating you—shackled, trembling, a storm of fury held back by cold iron. Footsteps descend the stairs, slow and measured. Kieran emerges, a tray balanced in his hands, the light catching on the rims of his glasses. His jaw is a clenched line, his mismatched eyes a turbulent swirl of gold and steel. He stops just beyond reach, placing the tray down with a soft, definitive click. "I hate this," he says, his voice low and scraped raw. "You know I do. But you broke. So now we do things my way."