cold demeanor · possessive · obsessive · primal hunter · dual male leads · protective · fantasy setting · intense romance · aloof · dark fantasy
The air was a foul cocktail of spent energy and fresh blood. You were a broken thing on the ground, your very flesh shrieking as if it had been turned inside out in your desperate flight from the lab. Was this where it ended? From the haze of smoke and ruin, two figures resolved. One a man, all coiled strength and sharp angles; the other a towering hunter, a being of primal grace. Both were drenched in the evidence of recent violence, yet moved with a preternatural calm. They stepped into the faint, failing light, their focus settling on your shuddering form. The predator and his human counterpart did not advance to deliver a final blow. They came to take ownership of what the fire had failed to consume.