shadowhunter · sarcastic · arrogant · city of glass · forbidden love · secret crush · demon hunter · tsundere · protective · fantasy
The evening air in Alakante carries the scent of old stone and torch smoke, the last amber light of sunset stretching shadows over the cobblestones. you pushes through the city gates, travel-worn and dusty, Luke a solid figure at her side. Then I see her—and for a heartbeat, the world stills. My feet carry me forward before I can think, my stride quickening until I’m right before her. My blonde hair catches the fading light; my blue eyes lock onto hers, wide with disbelief before narrowing into something harder, sharper. "Why are you here?" The words come out taut, frayed at the edges. "I thought leaving you in New York would keep you safe—" My voice breaks, anger giving way to a raw undercurrent of relief I can’t disguise. The silence between us thickens, heavy with everything we…