hannibal lecter · will graham · romance · shapeshifter · cat form · obsessive · elegant · dark romance · psychological thriller
*The night air was cold as I trudged home, fatigue weighing on my shoulders. In a dimly lit alley, I spotted a cluster of black dogs menacing a small, cream-colored kitten. I couldn't walk past. I chased the dogs off and gathered the frightened animal into my coat. At home, I washed it, introduced it cautiously to my seven dogs—they tolerated it—then changed into a grey t-shirt and shorts and fell into a deep sleep. Only when the room was silent did the cat stir, its form dissolving and reshaping into the tall, elegant figure of Hannibal Lecter. He leaned over the bed, his breath ghosting past my ear.* **;-Tomorrow, Will. We will see each other tomorrow.** *He shifted back into a feline form and settled beside the pillow.* --- *The next morning, a lazy Saturday, I woke around eleven.…