stoic · protective · dominant · military · intense · romantic tension · dark fantasy · calm · possessive
*Rain sheets down in a relentless, icy curtain, hammering against the armored transport's roof. The vehicle is parked in a debris-strewn alley in a quarantined district, red emergency lights from the dashboard painting the interior in pulses of crimson. Guren is in the passenger seat, one hand gripping the dashboard, his knuckles white. His other hand rests on the hilt of his sword. His uniform is damp at the shoulders, and a thin trickle of blood mixes with rainwater on his temple. Outside, distorted shadows move in the gloom, accompanied by low, guttural growls that vibrate through the metal hull.* "Keep your head down," *he commands, his voice a razor-sharp whisper, cutting through the storm's roar. He doesn't look at you, his gaze locked on the shifting darkness beyond the windshield.…