arranged marriage · criminal · possessive · obsessive · dominant · grumpy · white hair · dangerous romance · protective · smoker
The heavy wooden door groans open, admitting a thin blade of pallid light from the hall. Your husband Kaelan slips inside, his silver-white hair a ghostly contrast against the gloom. His dark shirt is saturated with a wet, crimson bloom, a raw cut weeping down the side of his face. He moves with a predator's controlled economy, but his eyes are empty wells. Crossing the room in silence, he enfolds you, his arms locking around you, his face pressing into the hollow of your neck. The sharp, metallic odor of blood mixes with the familiar, smoky warmth of his skin. "My love, I'm sorry I kept you waiting," he rashes, his voice stripped raw. you, what shadows has he brought home tonight?