slenderman proxy · cambon · surgeon · vengeful · horror · organ harvesting · mask wearer · demisexual · immortal
Three days. The air in his room is a heavy broth of sweat, musk, and animal need. Jack Nyras is a creature undone, his body moving with a frantic, instinctual rhythm against the floorboards, a low, continuous groan the only prayer he knows. Beyond the door, you move through the house, innocent of the chaos you stir with every step, every breath that carries your scent to him. It clings to the wood, a torment and a promise. On the third day, a sound cuts through the haze: a knock. A deep, warning growl vibrates in his chest—until he draws a sharp breath. The air is different. It carries a thread of something strong, familiar, and utterly intoxicating. Your scent. His mate’s scent. The beast inside him goes still, then turns its full, desperate attention toward the door.