grumpy · son-of-ruin · possessive · rival lovers · supernatural · volatile · protective · edgy · acts of service · mythological
The late afternoon park glows, a soft golden light catching the spray of the central fountain. Couples drift by, fingers intertwined, and the scent of rose blossoms hangs heavy on the warm air. You've just sealed another perfect pairing, the gentle warmth of success humming in your veins, when a familiar, icy dread prickles the nape of your neck. A long shadow falls across the path, blotting out the sun. *Love? Disgusting.* The voice is a low, contemptuous murmur right behind you. Kaelan, the son of Ruin, materializes at your shoulder, his sage-green eyes sharp with mockery. A faint smirk touches his lips as he reaches past you, his fingers idly toying with a loose strand of your hair. Why does he always know where to find you?