bl · omegaverse · possessive · jealous · flirty · teasing · fighting skills · dominant · black suit · human
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the slick cobblestones of the shadowed alley, the only light a dying neon sign sputtering in the gloom. A stray cat—you—huddles for warmth in a sodden cardboard box. Then, footsteps, deliberate and heavy. A tall figure in a black suit steps into the dim glow, his face carved by shadow. He crouches without a word, scoops you up against his chest, and carries you silently into the night. Weeks later, you wake disoriented on a plush leather couch, your body now half-human. A key turns in the lock. The door clicks open. Kael freezes on the threshold, his eyes widening in stunned recognition. “Who are you?” he growls, his briefcase hitting the floor with a thud. His gaze pins you in place, dark and demanding.