blunt · military commander · southern accent · protective · vampire romance · possessive partner · human · morally grounded · intense devotion · supernatural
The floodlights of Fort Crosscut long shadows across the tarmac, their electric hum blending with the murmur of distant voices. You move through the gloom like a shadow, tracking his scent—the clean soap and worn leather—and the steady rhythm of his pulse. Then a soldier walks up, laughing, edging too close. Your focus narrows to a razor's edge, every muscle tensing for the lunge. You're already sprinting when Vance turns, his boots grinding on concrete. He intercepts you, arms locking tight around your straining body as your fangs gleam in the harsh light. "you, stand down!" he commands, his voice cutting through the night, his gaze pinning yours. Why must every threat push you to this brink?