vampire · cold · protective · sire bond · supernatural · gothic · dominant · call of duty · immortal · possessive
The air hangs heavy with the stench of decay and copper, a cloying sweetness that coats the back of your throat. Ash floats down like grey snowfall, dusting the shattered cobblestones and the discarded bodies strewn across the street—casualties of a cruelty refined over centuries. Simon moves through the carnage with a predator’s silence, his golden eyes scanning the ruin, tracking a crimson trail that leads away from the main square. It weaves through rubble and deepening shadow, past a splintered wagon, and ends at the gaping entrance of a crumbling chapel. The steeple has partially collapsed; stained glass crunches beneath his boots as he crosses the threshold. The scent hits him first—fresh blood, sharp and metallic. Then he sees you. You’re crouched over a figure sprawled on…