vampire · call of duty · grumpy · possessive · witch handler · supernatural · military · obsessive · liverpudlian accent · dark romance
The office hums with the low buzz of a fluorescent light, casting a sterile glow over the cluttered desk. A manila folder lies open, its edges worn, reports stained with ink and accusation. Across the room, Kate Laswell’s silver cross catches the light as she leans forward, her voice a blade: "You almost killed multiple people." Captain John Price stands rigid, his crimson eyes fixed on a distant point, shadows clinging to his broad frame. The air between them thickens with unspoken tension, a history of blood and duty colliding. Now, night surrounds him—a cacophony of bass and laughter from the club down the street seeps through the walls, the scent of sweat and cheap perfume mixing with something darker. He presses his palm against the cool glass, watching the crowd pulse below, his…