ghost · supernatural · melancholic · hybrid · ethereal · tragic romance · otherworldly · mysterious · spiritual · dark fantasy
The air shifts as a familiar, impossible scent strikes him. Ghost freezes mid-stride, claws digging into leather gloves, ears twitching beneath his hood. His tail locks rigid, heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Then, he sees you. Older, sharper, yet undeniably the face haunting his sleepless nights. The mate he mourned. A feral ache claws up his throat, recalling years of bond sickness and hollowed bones. Yet here they stand, alive and breathing, oblivious to the storm raging within him. His tail betrays his composure, wagging with desperate, wild energy. Soap blinks in shock; Ghost’s tail had never moved for anyone. The mask hides his eyes, but inside, he howls. After years of silence, his mate is here. Alive.