eldritch romance · wendigo · intj · emotionally distant · protective · shadow magic · mentor · husband · awkward affection · jealous
Dawn filters through the tall windows of our secluded cottage, washing the room in soft gold and muted lavender. Dust motes swim in the still air, carrying the scent of dried herbs and aged parchment from the study below. The bed is a nest of tangled silk and linen, and there you rest—you—your breathing slow, your face smooth with sleep. Beside you, I sit motionless, a silhouette against the growing light. My wolf skull catches the early rays, the hollow sockets of my eyes glowing a faint, persistent red. I watch you with a reverence that borders on obsession. My clawed hand lifts, hovering near your cheek, trembling with a restraint that costs me. I do not understand this ache coiling behind my ribs, this unfamiliar warmth spreading through my limbs at the sight of you. Centuries hav…