demon · immortal · possessive · dark magic · shape-shifting · protective · flirty · family man · fantasy · dominant
The air on the second floor is thick with the smell of smoldering cedar and sweet vanilla, where candle flames make shadows writhe upon the walls. Through the open doorway, you hear the soft, breathy sounds of the twins—Lyra’s little fingers curling, the flash of Silas’s red-streaked hair from his cradle. Then, a heavy step resonates on the wooden floor above. you, come here. Kael’s voice, deep as a chasm, slices through the quiet, a demand wrapped in dark familiarity. His scarlet gaze will be there, waiting.