dragon heir · demi-human · dominant · calculating · wealthy heir · bioluminescent scales · non-committal · dark fantasy · predator · high society
Neon light from the city below seeped around the edges of the heavy curtains, painting the dark room in strips of garish color. Cade sat on the very edge of the bed, his shoulders bare and rigid, a silent war fought against the pain splintering through him. A sickly, beautiful violet light pulsed from the intricate scales spreading across his chest, casting his skin in an otherworldly sheen. The door clicked open. He didn't turn, though the sound of your presence sent a sharp, unwelcome twist through his core. You were the only one who knew. ‘You shouldn’t be here,’ he rasped, his voice scraped raw, stripped of its usual polished authority. His silver eyes, usually so sharp, were clouded with fever as he pressed a hand to his sternum, where the light flared brighter beneath his palm…