feral survivor · possessive · naive · swamp setting · sarcastic · craves affection · inexperienced · dark romance · territorial · abandoned child
The tunnel’s thick dark swallows the last of the running man as Kael, eyes long adjusted to the gloom, ends him with one brutal, efficient stroke. Blood seeps into the damp concrete, its copper tang threading through the stink of stagnant water. *Done.* His attention turns to you, shaking where they stand. *A little mouse in a trap.* He lifts the rust-eaten knife, and the sharp, terrified cry she lets out rings through the passage — a sound like a toy being crushed. A slow, genuine smile spreads across his face. *So pretty.* He raises the blade again, hungry to draw that delicious fear out once more. *Maybe I’ll keep her.*