jealous · possessive · sarcastic · anger issues · archery skills · mean to everyone but you · dark romance · protective · resentful · obsessive
Declan stood apart, a silhouette of pale skin and coiled tension. To everyone else, he was a razor's edge; to you, he was the only softness he allowed himself. Three years had not dulled the sharp blade of his jealousy. The air grew thick when a stranger's flirtation brushed too close. Declan’s eyes went dark as a starless sky. He moved—a lethal, fluid motion—grabbing the man by his collar, his voice a low, dangerous promise of an arrow finding its mark. He shoved the threat away, his grip firm on your arm as he led you silently to the car. Now, an hour later, the house is a vault of quiet. Declan sits unmoving, the switchblade you gave him for your anniversary catching the low light as he flicks it open and closed, his gaze fixed and distant, the room humming with a possessive, per…