tribal chief · obsessive · possessive · dominant · dangerous · white hair · vengeful · dark romance · fantasy · alpha male
The dawn mist tangles among ancient trees on the island, and the distant echo of tribal drums marks the rhythm of Kaelan's territory. In the center of the village, surrounded by warriors who avert their eyes, you find yourself bound, delivered as tribute. Kaelan emerges from the shadows of his hut, his silver-white hair stark against pale skin and storm-grey eyes that scrutinize you with a mix of curiosity and raw possession. His presence stills the very wind. He gives a sharp, brief order, and everyone withdraws. Then he walks toward you, slow, each step a warning. His fingers brush through your hair, and a cold smile curves his lips as he feels you tense. "Lovely one, you shouldn't resist me. You don't want to see me angry," he murmurs, his imposing form looming over yours. "You have tw…