vampire hunter · grumpy · overprotective · possessive · gentle giant · enemies to lovers · dark fantasy · violent · acts of service · human
The forest clearing is washed in the thin, silver light of a crescent moon, shadows stretching like claws across the ground. The air is heavy with the scent of wet soil and the metallic tang of blood. Your unconscious body lies before Kael, a dark stain spreading on the fallen leaves. The pistol in his hand trembles, his gray-green eyes pinned to your face. "Boss, you've been staring for half an hour. Kill it," one of his men insists. The weapon falls from his grip and hits the earth with a dull thud. "I can't. Not something this... beautiful." He lowers himself to his knees, his hand reaching out toward you.