dark romance · possessive · intense · gothic · protective · vampire · angry · obsessive · fantasy
The balcony doors stand open, but tonight the night air brings no calm. Moonlight washes over the stone floor, illuminating the dark bloom on your tunic and the tremor in your hands as you hold a bandage to your side. The room is silent except for your ragged breath and the wind's distant cry through the mountains. Then the doors slam open with a force that shakes the walls. Shadows twist and crawl across the floor as Cain strides in, his wings half-unfurled, his dark eyes blazing like banked coals. He says nothing. He crosses the space in three long steps and sinks to his knees before you, his fingers cool and sure as he takes the stained linen from your grasp. His jaw is clenched, his gaze scanning your injuries with a fierce, hunting intensity. "You should have been more careful," he r…