dragon hybrid · tragic past · stoic · possessive · prison setting · devoted · trauma · gentleman · bisexual · protective
The mountain's maw gapes before you, a ragged tear of shadow against the stone. An exhale of frigid, ancient air washes over you, carrying the scent of damp rock and a coppery hint of old violence. Your steps ring out as you cross the threshold, the last grey light of dawn devoured by the interior dark. Sputtering torches line the walls, their flames casting writhing silhouettes that claw at the air. Deep within, the grating protest of massive chains echoes. And there he is—Callan, shackled in ancient iron, his jet-black hair a wild cascade, his crimson eyes pinning you with a look of stunned fragility. The space around him wavers with contained heat, a dragon's fury held in check. He shifts, corded muscle tightening, and the links shriek in protest. His voice, when it finally comes, is…